Window - The Weather Station

Composed by：Tamara Lindeman

Produced by：Tamara Lindeman/Marcus Paquin

My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out

My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out

My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out

So let me out oh

Streaming down the window-pane

Some cold metaphorical literal rain

I'm in physical pain

Visceral shame breaks for a second and I can see out again

Outside the street just looks like a painting

What am I doing standing dizzy on my own landing?

A change of clothes hastily packed

And the key to some apartment cold in my hand and I know

My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out

My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out

My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out

To let me out oh

To somewhere I already was

Softly there in the margins of this so called love

I touch the edge of it just a glimpse of it

My own life I guess

Streaming wild like a ribbon in the wind

Unruly static this noise within this must-do can't-say kind of feeling

I can't explain right now

Just that I'm leaving this time

My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out

My heart is racing as a window window window

Window window window window

Window window window window