Narrow Sidewalks

Intro

Oh oh

Hm hm

Chorus

Black boots on a narrow sidewalk

Black boots on a narrow sidewalk

Reading the labels of all the generic glass bottles

Looking for a shape in the grey window

Verse 1

Cardboard boxes stacked high

Higher than my own shaky hands can reach

Lost in a sea of paper

Paper is better than thinking of you today

Pre-Chorus

Everything feels like a translation

Of a translation

Of a thought

Chorus

Black boots on a narrow sidewalk

Black boots on a narrow sidewalk

Reading the labels of all the generic glass bottles

Looking for a shape in the grey window

Post-Chorus

The grey window

The grey window

Looking for you

Verse 2

Staring at the stain on the counter

Wondering if the wood will ever be clean again

Spinning around slowly

Spinning around slowly

Spinning around slowly

Pre-Chorus

Everything feels like a translation

Of a translation

Of a thought

Chorus

Black boots on a narrow sidewalk

Black boots on a narrow sidewalk

Reading the labels of all the generic glass bottles

Looking for a shape in the grey window

Post-Chorus

The grey window

The grey window

Looking for you