All These Things Songtext

I proceeded to gather dirty clothes
Cause all my stripey socks and t-shirts
Seriously needed a wash
I carefully sniffed the armpits
Of every sweater to see if I could wear them once more
I remember wearing this one
While visiting my mum, she lives like a hundred
Miles away
I was listening to Iron & Wine and James Yorkston
On the train ride home
Through the tears and the snow

I moved on to arrange my paper piles
Don't necessarily need to
Keep all the envelopes from internet record stores
Put all my books back in the shelf
Where they're supposed to be
Under the bed I found and started
Flipping through the pages of my old teenage Diary
I don't know what's so interesting about the way I felt
Years ago
But now I'm feeling it more

All these things
Distract me from what I'm supposed to be doing
So the cleaning died
But at least I tried