Birthdays - The Smith Street Band

Spent the morning cleaning my room

In the hope you’d ask to see it soon

Let’s pretend it’s our birthdays

Separated by a couple of years, and I’ll

Meet you on the corner of the water

And the Elizabeth Street pier

Wanna be alone, wanna be surrounded

Wanna be transient, wanna be grounded

But all the dissonance disappears from me

When you drape an arm across my knee intentionally lazily and

You’ll be the one

Looking confused

And I’ll be the one

Looking for you

We are more than future housewives

More than the sum of our past lives

Two lovers in basically matching shirts

Jaywalk together across petrified earth

And if there’s more to life

Let me forget all about it tonight

All I want occupying my mind

Is «What is the highest thing we can climb before sunrise?»

And you’ll be the one

In uncomfortable shoes

And I’ll be the one

Who’s probably too drunk but still offers to carry you

And I’ll be the one

And you’ll be the one

And we’ll laugh at it for being so obvious

But in our hearts, we’ll take it so serious

To the outside world, stay oblivious

To all of our friends, our actions will be hideous

And I’ll be intense, and I’ll be too much

And I’ll get too high, and I’ll get too drunk

But in between episodes

I will love you more than anyone you have ever known

And I don’t mean to put the pressure on

You’re gonna like my dad

I know you’ll love my mum, and

I don’t mean to put the pressure on

Got a few names for a daughter

Can’t think of one for a son

And I don’t mean to put the pressure on

I don’t mean to put the pressure on

I’d do anything (I don’t mean to put the pressure on)

I’m here to see this through

Anyway, hey, my name’s Wil

Ah, it’s nice to meet you