Yes Taylor Hawkins died. Keep an eye out, he is with you now. Wherever the fuck that is. Maybe you guys can make some fun music together. Chill. Rest. Whatever. Or just. Come back?
Living Proof, War On Drugs
Banging on a drum
You turn me lose
Maybe I’m the living proof
What have I been runnin’ from?
I went down to the corner
They’re building at my block
Maybe I’ve been gone too long
I can’t go back
Oh, lonesome
I will protect
I’ll keep improving
Taking me home
I’m always changing
Now I suppose
I’m only moving
I’m in Chicago
Come to me now
I know the path
I know it’s changing
I know the pain
The pain you’ve been feeling
I’ve been to the place
That you’ve tried escaping
I can’t recall
What I believe in
I’m always changing
Love overflowing
But I’m rising
And I’m damaged
Oh, rising
Ooh