Rejects In The Attic - The Avett Brothers

I’ve been hanging out with the rejects in the attic

Can’t get out of my head the way you left

I got a sense of belonging but what does it matter

The winter’s on its way here to collect

The colors we thought were ours to protect

I was born on the outskirts of a dream

My daddy was a miner of almost anything

And I’ve been busting stones

Too proud to go back home

Admit that all my digging was in vain

But don’t we talk different than we did?

Am I more quiet than I’ve been?

Don’t you look brighter than the moon?

Don’t I look different without you?

Don’t I look different without you?

I’m taking rain like an Appaloosa hoofprint

And you know I’m drinking sunlight all day long

I’m opened up just like a dogwood flower

And winter’s on its way here to collect

But don’t we talk different than we did?

Am I more quiet than I’ve been?

And don’t you look brighter than the moon?

Don’t I look different without you?

Don’t I look different without you?

I was taken on the outskirts of a dream

I had a been a miner of almost everything

Well I stopped busting stones

I’ll have to go back home

Admit that all my digging was in vain

But don’t we talk different than we did?

Am I more quiet than I’ve been?

And don’t you look brighter than the moon?

Don’t I look different without you?

Don’t I look different?

Winter’s on its way here to collect

Don’t I look?

Don’t I look?

Winter’s on its way here to collect

Don’t I look?

Don’t I look?

Winter’s on its way here to collect

Don’t I look?

Don’t I look?

Winter’s on its way here to collect

Don’t I look?

Don’t I look?

Winter’s on its way here without you

Winter’s on its way here without you