Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song April, artist - Pianos Become The Teeth. Date of issue: 11.06.2015
Song language: English
April |
| I drink my drink from your mug made of tin, |
| but what happened 7/31/76 that made them etch your name and the date? |
| what’d I miss? |
| It was a Saturday. |
| You got your wasting, |
| you got away, |
| you got your dad, |
| his dying days, |
| you got it all, |
| I’ve been wasting, |
| I’ve been away, |
| it’s not that bad, most days. |
| Those towns that shut down so early, |
| I think of your body right where it should be, |
| and I think I should get rid of it, |
| that old brown chair clicked and rang loud as hell, |
| you said you were a drunk, it rang loud as hell, |
| and your brother said, «bullshit,» |
| I never told anyone but it kept me awake, |
| spring sleep’s never been good to me anyway. |
| I got your picture sitting on the sink, |
| you were so young, so skinny, so quick to laugh, |
| water dripped and hit your cheek in the right spot, |
| it ruined my week, when I just wanted to wash the filth off. |
| I have this feeling where I’m still owed something, |
| every April I’m reminded about those bright flowers they talk about, |
| every May I’m reminded that it’s better buried in black and white, |
| and I’ll allow myself this tonight. |