Video de Kayla Learns To Dance

For sale and sold signs set sale for cold nights
Like a starfish clings to sand, you've got no anchor to land
You don't know where you're going with your backpack in tow
Tattered copies of Cometbus
and nowhere to go
You're going
If she can learn to dance
Then you can learn to walk alone
Kayla's learning to dance
She left a milkcrate full of records you can play to remember her by still life and friction, maybe Elliott Smith's on now
The autumn breeze blows in and you blow right out
So much like a candle, so much more than you can handle
You're burning out
Dance