Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chase's House, artist - The Revivalists. Album song City Of Sound, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 03.03.2014
Record label: Concord, Wind-up
Song language: English
Chase's House |
You pick me up, you put me down |
Although you never made a sound |
I’m living natural feeling free |
So I drift away, thinking in blurred photographs |
All the way to the mansion of my mind |
You push buttons I pull weight |
Every single day |
You’re a fool to think I’d waste, and throw this all away |
Spending all this time |
Weighs heavy on my dime |
Everyday, I ain’t got a second to waste |
Well I know I’m no fun |
When I’m moping like the pope |
Humming Otis in the rain |
These arms of mine will hold up hope |
And I can’t tell if I’m owed, or do I owe |
So I’ll put that on the list of all the things I’ll never know |
You pick me up, you put me down |
And still we’re wrapped up in the love |
That’s always hung around |
Tell me is this all a dream |
Swimming the unconscious stream |
That flows into the mansion of my mind |
Let there be light |
Let there be longing for a better way of life |
It’s not neurotic it’s melodic when we’re struggling |
Hanging from the fallen string |
Unraveling the fabric of my time |
Well I know I’m no fun |
When I’m moping like the pope |
Humming Otis in the rain |
These arms of mine will hold up hope |
And I can’t tell if I’m owed, or do I owe |
So I’ll put that on the list of all the things I’ll never know |