¡Son Turistas! - The Envelope Lyrics

A warm yellow light
Shines into the hall
My eyes try to adjust
To the darkness that surrounds me
It smells of wooden stairs
And the cold tickles my arms
It's a bright sunny day outside

I just came home from the grocery store
Where posh people shop
And the employees are always friendly
Despite how stressful their day has been so far

I take out my keys
And open the mailbox
Your letter fills the entire space
I close and lock the box
And walk up to my room
Opening the envelope

This house has outlived
The interior design fashions of a century
This house has outlived
The interior design fashions of a century
This house has outlived
The interior design fashions of a century
This house has outlived
The interior design fashions of a century