[00:00.00] 作词 : Darnielle
[00:19.20]I found an old rock in the dry dirt outside
[00:27.03]The door of my motel room
[00:34.62]It was a triangle with soft, rounded edges and a split down the middle of one corner
[00:42.33]It was darker than English moss, green like the soft frills of a peacock's plume
[00:49.92]I waited for you but I never told you where I was
[00:55.68]It was who taught me how to write these kinds of equations
[01:05.82]I waited on the steps for you and I hid in the bushes whenever a car pull into the parking lot
[01:13.80]You taught me how to listen to these distant stations
[01:21.30]Distant stations
[01:35.10]I saw the sky break
[01:38.43]I threw a rock at a crow who was playing in the mulch of some rosebushes by the motel office
[01:43.50]Missed him by a good yard or two
[01:50.79]I sang old songs from nowhere
[01:53.25]Los Angeles, Albuquerque
[01:57.60]I said a small prayer for the poor and the naked and the hungry
[02:00.84]And I prayed real hard for you
[02:04.53]I waited for you but I never told you where I was
[02:09.96]It was who taught me how to write these kinds of equations
[02:19.68]I waited on the steps for you and I hid in the bushes whenever a car pull into the parking lot
[02:27.45]You taught me how to listen to these distant stations
[02:34.86]Distant stations

作词 : Darnielle
I found an old rock in the dry dirt outside
The door of my motel room
It was a triangle with soft, rounded edges and a split down the middle of one corner
It was darker than English moss, green like the soft frills of a peacock's plume
I waited for you but I never told you where I was
It was who taught me how to write these kinds of equations
I waited on the steps for you and I hid in the bushes whenever a car pull into the parking lot
You taught me how to listen to these distant stations
Distant stations
I saw the sky break
I threw a rock at a crow who was playing in the mulch of some rosebushes by the motel office
Missed him by a good yard or two
I sang old songs from nowhere
Los Angeles, Albuquerque
I said a small prayer for the poor and the naked and the hungry
And I prayed real hard for you
I waited for you but I never told you where I was
It was who taught me how to write these kinds of equations
I waited on the steps for you and I hid in the bushes whenever a car pull into the parking lot
You taught me how to listen to these distant stations
Distant stations