Текст песни
Found you in the hallway
Bent spine
Crooked teeth
Handle chewed and peeling
Tag half-torn
Property of Keith
Rain mud on the fabric
Old gum by the seam
You looked like someone’s bad day
Or someone’s dropped routine
You’re my leftover umbrella
From a storm I never knew
Standing in my corner
Like you’re waiting on your cue
Everybody leaves on purpose
You were left here by the weather
I guess I’m the girl who
Takes the last umbrella
Took you out on Tuesday
Sky clear
Harsh blue
People stared and chuckled
Like
What’s wrong with you
But shade hits soft at midday
Click-snap feels like trust
You squeak when you’re unfolding
Like you’re laughing out the rust
Maybe you were dropped
In a rush
In a fight
Or forgotten in the lobby
On the driest night
Either way you’re open
When the clouds pull together
I’m the one who keeps you
Through the changeable weather
