Over your head
I wish you could have stayed San Diegan
You disappeared instead, with such short notice
If you come back to Albatross and Ivy,
You wont be guilty for not writing me
Over my head
And through the wires with the sounds some phantoms make
To the ground again
This is the loudest quiet place in the entire state
If you come back to Albatross and Ivy,
You wont be guilty for not writing me
Ill see you friend Hope I see you first I'll see you