
Letra de Faded Polaroids
I've been spending just a minute
In my afternoons
Watching lava lamps and
In my afternoons
Watching lava lamps and
Giggling at old cartoons
Just my own little world
I'm living in
Scratchy records spinning fiddle
And rhythm and blues
I'm giving me the go
To roll old school
Turn the freedom up
Cause I'm feelin' it
What I've got
Is a sunburst six string
In my heart
The smell of coffee on a Sunday
Buzzin' like a spring bee
Local honey memory
I'm a box of faded polaroids
Colors cutting through the noise
All of who I am
Is who I was back then
I get to carry them around
And bring em back again
Faded polaroids
Another day another mountain
Under my boots
Another night in the stars
Trying to lasso the moon
Keep turning the pages
And filling the frame
What I've got
Is a sunburst six string
In my heart
The smell of coffee on a Sunday
Buzzin' like a spring bee
Local honey memory
I'm a box of faded polaroids
Colors cutting through the noise
All of who I am
Is who I was back then
I get to carry them around
And bring em back again
Faded polaroids
Faded polaroids
Faded polaroids
What I've got
Is a sunburst six string
In my heart
The smell of coffee on a Sunday
Buzzin' like a spring bee
It's all I'm ever gonna need
I'm a box of faded polaroids
Colors cutting through the noise
All of who I am
Is who I was back then
I get to carry them around
And bring em back again
Faded polaroids
Faded polaroids
I'm a box of faded polaroids
Just my own little world
I'm living in
Scratchy records spinning fiddle
And rhythm and blues
I'm giving me the go
To roll old school
Turn the freedom up
Cause I'm feelin' it
What I've got
Is a sunburst six string
In my heart
The smell of coffee on a Sunday
Buzzin' like a spring bee
Local honey memory
I'm a box of faded polaroids
Colors cutting through the noise
All of who I am
Is who I was back then
I get to carry them around
And bring em back again
Faded polaroids
Another day another mountain
Under my boots
Another night in the stars
Trying to lasso the moon
Keep turning the pages
And filling the frame
What I've got
Is a sunburst six string
In my heart
The smell of coffee on a Sunday
Buzzin' like a spring bee
Local honey memory
I'm a box of faded polaroids
Colors cutting through the noise
All of who I am
Is who I was back then
I get to carry them around
And bring em back again
Faded polaroids
Faded polaroids
Faded polaroids
What I've got
Is a sunburst six string
In my heart
The smell of coffee on a Sunday
Buzzin' like a spring bee
It's all I'm ever gonna need
I'm a box of faded polaroids
Colors cutting through the noise
All of who I am
Is who I was back then
I get to carry them around
And bring em back again
Faded polaroids
Faded polaroids
I'm a box of faded polaroids