White Noise

Well, I think I dropped a word down a drain in Boston

Now it's calling cold and calmly, hey

And I think I left a phrase in the rain in London

Now it's bumming, headed out of the crowd

Heathrow, it's bound to come, oh

I've run out of paper

And I'm afraid I'm in danger

Of losing every thought I've ever had

And if you gave me pages

I'm afraid they'd stay faceless

All white with no noise to be heard

(Hey)

Well, I think I left some letters in a bin in Zurich, all in cursive

Now they're cursing me out, stuck on the ground

They're lonely, hey

And I know that my story is spread over Paris, so careless

Oh, it's littered on the street for the pigeons to eat

It's floating, yeah

Well back in Connecticut built like a sedative, I know you told me

That I best forget a bit care for my carelessness

Stop with the tight teeth

I've run out of paper

And I'm afraid I'm in danger

Of losing every thought I've ever had

And if you gave me pages

I'm afraid they'd stay faceless

All white with no noise to be heard

No noise to be heard