Letra Dear Mr.Hankel de Cobalt Skies original

Where'd the day go?
The blue gradient above our heads
Slowly turns into something we can hardly see, but maybe
If we stare into ourselves, like moving pictures
I could tell if we'll be happy
Either that or guilty
It's june again, and I've been thinking
So much more about leaving
The sun feels better on the shore
So ungreatful if you ask for more
Then you wake up with sand in your hair,
See someone standing there,
And you notice that they're offering a ride
Now you're driving, you're breathing,
You're smiling, you're thinking
That's when you realize that
Your wallet is not as full as your mind
As your mind