The Farewell Party (Remastered)-Cursive

[ti:The Farewell Party] [ar:Cursive] [al:Such Blinding Stars For Starvi] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Farewell Party(Remastered) - Cursive [00:36.25]Bon Voyage" [00:38.93] [00:40.25]And promptly he hung up the phone [00:43.93] [00:46.81]There was a doorbell ringing [00:51.25]So he snuck out onto the terrace [00:57.00] [00:58.06]He said "If these were my last words [01:02.25] [01:03.31]Would they even make print [01:07.69] [01:09.56]If all I had to say was simply over said [01:19.75] [01:21.50]By those old heretics " [01:25.75] [01:27.00]These words are counterfeit [01:30.94] [01:31.81]Xeroxed off of memory [01:35.94] [01:36.94]And no one's listening [01:41.06]Hey [01:44.00] [01:46.00]Twilight dawns [01:49.13] [01:49.69]All the champagne is gone [01:53.75] [01:54.63]All that's left is left behind [01:58.88] [02:00.32]Doorbells still life [02:03.75]Hey [02:09.56] [02:11.38]"Since you're leaving [02:13.06] [02:15.82]Was it a hollowed out heart [02:19.57] [02:21.56]It seems like you've been searching for some wordly position [02:26.82] [02:27.38]Somewhere you can curl up in a little ball " [02:31.75] [02:33.76]It seems the world collapses [02:37.63] [02:38.44]In the mother's womb [02:42.69] [02:45.26]The place of birth [02:48.50] [02:50.44]Where we're all condemned [02:53.33] [02:56.14]It's the warm sad jaded end [03:01.08] [03:01.77]Starving for salvation on a terrace [03:07.96]Drunk tired and alone [03:10.71] [03:12.08]Farewell dead skin [03:15.89]These words are second-hand [03:21.59]They're dry [03:22.96]They're cracked-plastic lies [03:25.89]They're cheap old whores [03:28.52]That wasted their lives [03:31.33]In search of the warmest womb