Brand New Untitled 8 Lyrics

Untitled 8 Lyrics

Losing all my friends losing them to drinking and to driving 

Losing all my friends and I want them back 



Slipping out the back, 

Did you really think they wouldn't notice?

Slipping out the back 

In the pouring rain 



He loved his wife 

Loved her and was faithful to her always 

Buried by the kids in the summer sun 



Praying for his life huddled in a brig all with his shipmates 

Praying for his life they dropped a bomb 



What you waiting for? 

Searching for your brother 

In an empty room across the hall

Is he coming back?



Listening at night 

Waiting for a sound to come up the stairs 

Listening at night 

For the slamming door in the car park 



Call him up this summer on the phone 

Need to know what it feels like again 



Summer skin 

Found another lover 

Telling me on the phone a line 



I'll call him up again 

Call him up again... 



Time he pulled his shades up 

Looking cross the ocean for a signal 

Waiting for a body  in a open box 



They don't send you letters 

They telephone you 

They don't send you letters 

But you're waiting for them 

You write him. Yeah. 



Call him up this summer on the phone 

Need to know what it feels like again 



I'll call him up again 



Call him up this summer on the phone 

Need to know what it feels like again