New Order T-Shirt - The National

Lyrics by：Matt Berninger

Composed by：Aaron Dessner/Matt Berninger

How you tapped on a box

Of blue American Spirit's

At anyway cafe a little under a month

Before the ashes and management capital files filled the streets

How we wove through the cones walking home

To the place on Atlantic you shared with your hilarious sister

Kicking off your black flats demolished and laughing

I keep what I can of you

Split-second glimpses and snapshots and sounds

You in my new order T-shirt

Holding a cat and a glass of beer

When you rescued me from the customs cops in Hawaii

When I shut down the place with my Japanese novelty bomb

And your dad came along

How you had me lay down for a temperature check

With the cool of your hand on the back of my neck

When I said I think I'm finally going crazy for real

I keep what I can of you

Split-second glimpses and snapshots and sounds

You in my new order T-shirt

Holding a cat and a glass of beer

I flicker through

I carry them with me like drugs in a pocket

You in a Kentucky aquarium

Talking to a shark in a corner

You in a bath on the phone

Telling somebody that maybe they're better off leaving

Than staying in it alone

You in a bath on the phone

Telling somebody that maybe they're better off leaving

Than staying in it alone

When you cried at the beach and recovered in seconds

And said everything's fine but I knew that it wasn't

Then you stayed out of reach of me for almost a year

How you looked like a poster of a '70s movie

Standing outside at the base of your magazine skyscraper

Waiting for me to go drinking downtown

I keep what I can of you

Split-second glimpses and snapshots and sounds

You in my new order T-shirt

Holding a cat and a glass of beer

I flicker through

I carry them with me like drugs in a pocket

You in a Kentucky aquarium

Talking to a shark in a corner

I keep what I can of you

Split-second glimpses and snapshots and sounds

You in my new order T-shirt

Holding a cat and a glass of beer

I flicker through

I carry them with me like drugs in a pocket

You in a Kentucky aquarium

Talking to a shark in a corner