Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Late Lives, artist - Pianos Become The Teeth. Album song Keep You, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 11.06.2015
Record label: Epitaph
Song language: English
Late Lives |
How odd life would be if you had made it from Elmira to Kansas City |
But instead you cried the whole way |
Punching the wheel home |
And I forget his name |
But like Billy said, «you can’t be everything you want to be, before your time» |
So slow it down |
Because everyone will wait for you |
There’s no fire |
Just the heat where the sweat never leaves |
You never fully dry out |
So stand still, the air will move |
It’ll wash over you and almost cool you off |
Like you said, «what the hell is the rush?» |
Well you, you’re one to talk |
Gone a little too soon |
But I know you hated being late |
And I guess you arrived right on time |
And I’m still here |
Still on this side of the grass |
But lately I’m feeling halfway there |
And that’s a long time for late lives and separate failures |
With not much to show but a lack of posture |
I know I drove myself to this |
I think you already know |
I think you already heard |
At least I hope |
How odd life would be if you had made it from Elmira to Kansas City |
And in the end |
«That's as good as it gets, man» |
And like you said |
«That's as good as it gets, man» |