black screen - LCD Soundsystem

You couldn’t make our wedding day

Too sick to travel

You fell between a friend

And a father

I owe you dinner, man

I owe you something

You talk to me

Like I was inside

We were just waking up

For a

In

I meant to get to you

On the turning

Things sneak up on me

Like a landslide comes

Been saving email trails

Kept together

I read them back sometimes

To remember

The time I wrote to you

From the island

Your quick replies

Made me high

I had fear in the room

So I stopped turning up

My hands kept pushing down

In my pockets

I’m bad with people things

But I should have tried more

Been watching images

From the station

Earth one from satellites

All streaming

Feels slow at seventeen thousand miles an hour

You could be anywhere

On the black screen

On the black screen

On the black screen

On the black screen

On the black screen

You could be anywhere

On the black screen