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Date of issue: 29.07.2021
Song language: English
First Release |
I knew a love |
That could scare all the wings off the doves |
Outside my window as they’d stretch out their lungs |
From rooftop to rooftop it would come |
With new weather as the blank dormers stared |
At each other in the thick Autumn air |
Was that Allston in late 89 |
Or some other place, some other time? |
Anyway |
It doesn’t change what I’m trying to say |
It’s just that something seems to be missing these days |
Come’s still around but the band doesn’t play |
Gone is gone from Discovery piles |
Chinatown seems like 3 more miles |
And I can hardly discern between styles |
Or kids' twisted looks, and genuine smiles |
Now, when I’m alone |
I want to feel like one kid getting stoned |
Only to keep things a little more clear |
Just to be able to hold on to a simple idea |
And when I’m with you |
I want to notice everything as we do |
To catch every bit bit of blur, squint chill, and red |
From sand dunes, San Soliel, and sunsets |
You know that all was both heaven and Hell for me |
Smashed more than one glass gesture of jealousy |
Remember, three to two rooms, girlfriends made it more |
And you always left my singles on the bedroom floor |
The bedroom floor |
Now I’ve got some friends |
They’ve been hanging around since God knows when |
They still like to tell me each and every time |
I mouth off or get out of line |
But these days I know to watch what I say |
Although I still do things my own way |
I still spin the same sounds for these unsatisfied ears |
Because there’s always something new, something new to hear |
You know that all was both Heaven and Hell for me |
Smashed more than one glass gesture of jealousy |
Remember, three to two rooms, girlfriends made it more |
And you always left my singles on the bedroom floor |
I should not have left that shit go for so cheap |
I wish I still had that first release |
I was just trying to pay some rent, to keep on my feet |
I guess there are some things I should take from back then, and some things I |
could leave |
Some things I could leave |
Now, when I’m alone |
I want to feel like one kid getting stoned |
Only to keep things a little more clear |
Just to be able to hold on to a simple idea |
And when I’m with you |
I want to notice everything as we do |
To catch every bit bit of blur, squint chill, and red |
From sand dunes, San Soliel, and sunsets |
You know that all was both Heaven and Hell for me |
Smashed more than one glass gesture of jealousy |
Remember, three to two rooms, girlfriends made it more |
And you always left my singles on the bedroom floor |
I should not have left that shit go for so cheap |
I wish I still had that first release |
I was just trying to pay some rent, to keep on my feet |
I guess there are some things I should take from back then, and some things I |
could leave |
Some things I could leave |
Some things I could leave |
Some things I could leave |
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Water | 2004 |
Empty There | 2021 |
Caffeine Or Me | 2006 |
Number 6 | 2006 |
Cherry Coke | 1995 |
It's 98 Stop | 1997 |
Bob Dylan Wrote Propaganda Songs | 2005 |
The New Hangout Condition | 1997 |
New New | 1997 |
Sing | 2000 |
Cancel | 2000 |
Need A Job | 2005 |
Number Six | 1999 |
The Same Stars | 1997 |