Graph Paper Glory Days - Polar Bear Club

Where’s the wind, today of all days

Raise my hand again

20 something, something’s running late

Still trying out to make it in

Neither of us saw the wind leaving

Maybe we don’t see it coming back

Curse the names of all the places where I’m not

So you can’t ask me where I’m at

They’re not so easily unmade

Graph paper glory days

There’s that cross, holstered at your hip

And not so steady hands

High noon or maybe low six

Tell me where you think it stands

The drugs don’t help you shield

The drugs don’t help you cope

It’s not the perfect fix but a pencil maze of hope

That you swear you’re quitting

They’re not so easily unmade

Graph paper glory days

I can’t just throw them all away

Cuz they don’t come back the same

You don’t have to paint the picture with kid gloves

It’s a true, it’s true I only hope for success but

I am living for cheap love

I’m living for cheap love

It’s vague but it’s love