Rose Avenue by INTL FALLS Lyrics

We don’t make up
We don’t say goodnight
When I’m on my way home we fight
And whenever I go

Through the high snow
Of the freeze frame
Oe’r the wide plains
To the Santa Monica freeway
To Rose Avenue
The furthest place I could fall
Rose Avenue
You could make a fire and sweep the floor
I’ll paint a coat of blue and blood on the door
Before I go

Through the high snow
Of the freeze frame
Oe’r the wide plains
To the Santa Monica freeway
To Rose Avenue
The furthest place I could fall
If it we’re true
Rose Avenue