The Postal Service
作詞：The Postal Service 作曲：The Postal Service
Smeared black ink
Your palms are sweaty
And I'm barely listening
To last demands
I'm staring at the asphalt wondering
What's buried underneath where I am
where I am
I'll wear my badge
A vinyl sticker with big block letters
Adherent to my chest
That tells your new friends
I am a visitor here: I am not permanent
And the only thing keeping me dry is where I am
where I am
You seem so out of context
In this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key
Explaining that I am just visiting
And I am finally seeing
where I am
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving
D.C. sleeps alone tonight
You seem so out of context
where I am
In this gaudy apartment complex
where I am
A stranger with your door key
Explaining that I am just visiting
And I finally seeing
where I am
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving
The district sleeps alone tonight
where I am
After the bars turn out their lights
where I am
And send the autos swerving
Into the loneliest evening
where I am
And I am finally seeing
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving