i was sitting in the street when the news came my way (x2)

good news (x4)

i was sitting in the street when the messenger came by 

i was sitting in the street when the messenger came my way

good news, good news like a rare blood disorder

good news (x2)



i was sitting in the street

i don't believe i've made it clear what exactly i mean by that

i was sitting in the middle of the street

dust made its way into my legs even though my shirt was tucked in

and i saw the colors forming in the west

saw the bright feathers reflected in the sky, now

good news (x4)