Our Pen's Out of Ink letra

You said our pen's out of ink, I don't know if it's true, it depends how you think
When we died in our sleep no on had time to weep
Or make a great big fuss about you or me or us
We were left all alone, and they buried our bones
In the dirt, in the cold and we sleep to the sound
Of the trees getting old in the deep underground
You said our pen's out of ink, I don't know if it's true, it depends how you think
When we died in that storm we watched funnel clouds form
And when they touched the earth, things couldn't get much worse
We wrote letters to ghosts, but what mattered the most
We were there to enjoy when it battered the coast
You said our pen's out of ink, I don't know if it's true, it depends how you think

The Russian Futurists - Letras

• A Mind's Dying Verse (the Solitary Stone)
• A Mind's Dying Verse (You and the Wine)
• A Song For Sports
• A Telegram From The Future: I'M SORRY. STOP.
• C'Mon
• Golden Years
• Goodbye Razor, Hello Lazer
• Hurtin' 4 Certain
• Incandescent Hearts
• It's Actually Going To Happen
• It's Not Really Cold When It Snows
• It's Over, It's Nothing
• Karkarodon Karkarius
• Let's Get Ready To Crumble
• New England Winters
• Our Pen's Out of Ink
• Paul Simon
• Pine Prisonyard
• Precious Metals
• Red Red Wine
• Sentiments Vs. Syllables
• Still Life
• The Hall of Fame of Things I Despise
• The Matador's Theme
• The Plight Of The Flightless Bird
• The Science Of The Seasons
• These Seven Notes
• Troy Weight
• Two Dots On A Map
• When The Sun Drops Like An Anvil
• Why You Gotta Do That Thang?
• You Dot, Me Dot, T-Dot
• Your Big Brown Eyes and My Big Broke Heart
• Your Life On Magnetic Tape