England

Summer sent a runner through the weather
That I’m under
For the feeling that I lost today
Summer sent a runner for the feeling
That I lost today
You must be somewhere in London, you must be loving your life in the rain
You must be somewhere in London, walking Abbey Lane
I don’t even think to make, I don’t even think to make
I don’t even think to make corrections
Famous angels never come through England
England gets the ones you never need
I’m in a Los Angeles cathedral
Minor singing airheads sing for me Put an ocean and a river between everybody else
Between everything, yourself, and home
Put an ocean and a river between everything, yourself, and home
You must be somewhere in London, you must be loving your life in the rain
You must be somewhere in London, walking Abbey Lane
I don’t even think to make, I don’t even think to make
I don’t even think to make corrections
Famous angels never come through England
England gets the ones you never need
I’m in a Los Angeles cathedral
Minor singing airheads sing for me Afraid of the height, stay the night with the sinners
Afraid of the height, stay the night with the sinners
Afraid of the height
Cause they’re desperate to entertain