Just like they took away the Polaroid picture They’re gonna take away everything that means something Today I think I saw ten thousand cell phones But not one decent conversation I know that you’ve had the worst winter But that doesn’t mean it won’t get better Just keep on listening to Jets to Brazil And maybe you’ll find a way to change Chorus: I’m gonna write you a letter, hope you feel okay The dead claps of a typewriter Are like the poems of E.E. Cummings You and me we from the same damn place The one where you can hold it in your hand When I first met you we were pen pals And now you’re the only one left So keep on reading those Eckhart books And know that I am here for you (Chorus) You know what they say about panda bears They’re carnivorous, and willing to learn And I like that you’re a panda bear And I like the way that you write Your sadness reminds me of Joni Mitchell Depressing yet beautiful So keep on listening to Sunny Day Real Estate And know that you don’t gotta change (Chorus)