Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stay Happy There, artist - La Dispute. Album song Rooms of the House, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 31.12.2014
Record label: Big Scary Monsters
Song language: English
Stay Happy There |
If I could play back every moment to you now |
Spent lovesick and swollen on Mornings mincing garlic on the counter by the sink |
If I could hit the instant replay on only every good day |
Would any of it catch you by surprise? |
When you say, «something is missing now» |
That’s what came back to me Normal mornings like that set the knife down and forget where I’d left it Making breakfast |
Put coffee on the stove then scour every counter for the knife |
Don’t be shy |
Don’t be kind |
Somewhere snow collects and bends the boughs of pines |
But doesn’t it seem a bit wasteful to you |
To throw away all of the time we spent perfecting our love in close quarters |
and confines? |
Isn’t it wasteful? |
And I am terrified that it doesn’t feel painful to me yet |
Somewhere on top of the high rise there’s a woman on the edge of a building at the ledge |
And traffics backing up on 35 |
It’s alright |
I will fix whatever is not the sweetness in your eyes |
Just sit down |
Please |
Sit down |
Here |
At the table and we’ll talk |
Somewhere televisions light up in the night |
I know things weren’t right |
Maybe we were never cut out for the Midwest life |
Maybe we’d have done much better on a coast |
There are certain things I doubt we’ll ever know |
I know you were getting tired of my drinking |
I guess I was never cut out for the coke scene |
You were worried I would end up like your father and |
Tired of the smoke and somewhere the wind blows |
Somewhere a storm touches down north in Hudsonville |
Somewhere the coffee starts to boil on the stove and |
Somewhere the wind blows |
Somewhere the river levels finally getting low |
Somewhere I’m up past dawn till |
Somewhere you live here still |
Somewhere you’re already gone |
Somewhere a radio is playing in a living room |
Says the city lacks the funds to fix the bridge |
Somewhere the deer are overrun so they’re introducing wolves back on the ridge |
And from here in the kitchen |
I can hear the neighbors in the alley hanging linens |
And the men collect the trash bins in the street |
You’re speaking to me but I can’t understand you |
The coffee is burning and |
All of the times that we spent |
That road trip out west |
Through desert for the rest stops the kitsch we both collect |
That winter the whole weekend we huddled by the stove |
The cabin I had rented |
The unexpected snow |
That visit for Christmas |
On television binges |
We’ll see friends in Brooklyn |
Drive south to Richmond |
There’s traffic on the bridge |
A woman on the ledge |
And everywhere the wind |
EVERYTHING IS HAPPENING AT ONCE |