Finders Keepers

What's that in the river, that suitcase, that wheel
Floating
What's that in the river, that suitcase, that pearl
I was asking for real

What's that in the river, that suitcase, that floating thing
Somewhere in the mind
What's that in the river, that suitcase, that thing?
Oh, my mind

Isn't there a birthday, a place I should be?
At this hour, at this time

What's that in the river, that suitcase, that floating thing
Burning through time
What's that in the river, that suitcase, that thing
What's that floating to me?

Why am I stood here up to my knees?
Isn't there a birthday, a place I should be?
Isn't there a birthday?

Why is it always me?
Finding things I should never have seen

Why is it always me?
Finding things I should never have seen

Where are the angels at this hour?



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Brooking Dessner, Benjamin John Howard
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