By the Time you Get This Message - Flobots. From their new album Survival Story. I do not own the rights to this song. All rights belong to the Flobots, Universal Republic Studios, and all other respective owners. Lyrics: By the time you get this message I will be behind the wheel Watchin' dotted yellow hexagrams Stretch into the dark Left hand surfin' on iced tinged winds Chewin' up a cardboard box Singin' at lung top, one stop Left 'til I meet you in the concourse St. Louie, encore, do we have a shot? Caught, no dwellin' on the thought What the hell we haven't got So I'm headed from the dot to the spot Where your plane touches down For a six hour layover Don't say a word, I found it on the map Calculated it just a half a day to get from Where you're not to where you will be My hair is filthy, I'm breathin' coffee I can barely feel the trace From the only time you kissed me on the face Question mark, space I know you're with me underneath the star-scape Treadmill, pick up our pace Head-start on a jet in a car chase Is this the part where my heart breaks? One asleep, one awake, back to back 'Cause you wouldn't turn towards me Had me battlin' fractals, keeping track of all the chords We created sound clash of swords back and forth Couldn't poke through the sash Slash through the plasterboard You packing your passport, me on a crash course To show you that I have the passion that you asked for Floorin' the gas, tryin' to fast forward Fifteen months, I'll see you once the ...
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