Mieke The Shins

I want you on my side
To take the hard shots with me
You make it easy to decide
Showed all your feathers to me

There's a trail that ends tonight
Within the walls of this living room
All of my thoughts that weren't so right
No longer threaten or bother me

Like two strays in a terminal
Floating cinders in the sky
Drifting leaves while stoned aside
This is the race we’re meant to run