Cold Days from the Birdhouse

Song	Cold Days from the Birdhouse
Artist	The Twilight Sad
Album	Here, It Never Snowed, Afterwards It Did.

	作曲 : Graham, MacFarlane
	Another hotel
	With ruined plans
	Romantic gesture
	With ruined plans
	And so you make it your own
	But this is where your arm can't go
	You make it your own
	Another phone call
	With ruined plans
	Romantic gesture
	With ruined plans
	And so you make it your own
	But this is where your arm can't go
	You make it your own
	But this is where your arm can't go
	And your red sky at night won't follow me
	It won't follow me now
	I'm going where you should
	I'll unplug your mind
	I see it when you lie
	We all look so surprised
	And, well, you come back
	You come back
	And breath and then spoke sighs
	Like a puppet told to drive
	Well, you come back
	And your red sky at night won't follow me
	It won't follow me now
	And your red sky at night won't follow me
	It won't follow me now
	And your red sky at night won't follow me
	It won't follow me now
	And your red sky at night won't follow me
	You won't follow me now
	Where are your manners?
	So, where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	So, where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	So, where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	So, where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	So, where are your manners?

	zuò qǔ : Graham, MacFarlane
	Another hotel
	With ruined plans
	Romantic gesture
	With ruined plans
	And so you make it your own
	But this is where your arm can' t go
	You make it your own
	Another phone call
	With ruined plans
	Romantic gesture
	With ruined plans
	And so you make it your own
	But this is where your arm can' t go
	You make it your own
	But this is where your arm can' t go
	And your red sky at night won' t follow me
	It won' t follow me now
	I' m going where you should
	I' ll unplug your mind
	I see it when you lie
	We all look so surprised
	And, well, you come back
	You come back
	And breath and then spoke sighs
	Like a puppet told to drive
	Well, you come back
	And your red sky at night won' t follow me
	It won' t follow me now
	And your red sky at night won' t follow me
	It won' t follow me now
	And your red sky at night won' t follow me
	It won' t follow me now
	And your red sky at night won' t follow me
	You won' t follow me now
	Where are your manners?
	So, where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	So, where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	So, where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	So, where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	And where are your manners?
	So, where are your manners?