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A song about something I can't quite put my finger on. But I like it, and I get a kick out of playing it, and I figure it out a little more as I go on.
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Lyrics
The clouds came out of nowhere,
And they cluttered up the sky
As if God himself had had enough of the blinding yellow light.
Now the air is heavier,
I've got a reason to lie down.
I've got an excuse to be sleeping in
The soil underground,
Where the world will never find me.
They'll remember my name
Because it's written on the headstone
You placed above my grave.
Surrounded by flowers
Left by faces I barely recognise,
And a long long list of excuses
I used and used until the day I died.
I hear that being fucked up
Is a desirable quality people look for in their lovers.
(To make themselves feel less crazy?)
I wish I wish I wish I was messed up in the head.
I wish I couldn't get to sleep at night
Without pills or medicine.
You've got to drown out all the nightmares
With somebody or something,
And all you left behind were the scribbled words
To the song you used to sing
Whenever you were feeling lonely.
(Whenever I was at your side).
I caught your expression when the phone rang.
You were hoping it was him on the line.
You're the only one to see me cry.
I finally have proof that I'm alive.
Something you can see with your own eyes,
Something you can touch and feel
And eventually deny.
Do you still sing yourself to sleep at night?
Or do you just hum the tune?
I keep the lyrics at my beside
To stop me thinking about you.
There must have been a reason
Why I kissed you years ago.
And why I very nearly drowned myself
Dancing in the falling snow.
We were spinning through the static
Between your channel and mine,
And there was white noise on the radio
And it was keeping us in time.
It doesn't make much sense now,
But we were 17 back then.
And if our mistakes have taught us anything
It's to just keep making them.
Go on.
And they cluttered up the sky
As if God himself had had enough of the blinding yellow light.
Now the air is heavier,
I've got a reason to lie down.
I've got an excuse to be sleeping in
The soil underground,
Where the world will never find me.
They'll remember my name
Because it's written on the headstone
You placed above my grave.
Surrounded by flowers
Left by faces I barely recognise,
And a long long list of excuses
I used and used until the day I died.
I hear that being fucked up
Is a desirable quality people look for in their lovers.
(To make themselves feel less crazy?)
I wish I wish I wish I was messed up in the head.
I wish I couldn't get to sleep at night
Without pills or medicine.
You've got to drown out all the nightmares
With somebody or something,
And all you left behind were the scribbled words
To the song you used to sing
Whenever you were feeling lonely.
(Whenever I was at your side).
I caught your expression when the phone rang.
You were hoping it was him on the line.
You're the only one to see me cry.
I finally have proof that I'm alive.
Something you can see with your own eyes,
Something you can touch and feel
And eventually deny.
Do you still sing yourself to sleep at night?
Or do you just hum the tune?
I keep the lyrics at my beside
To stop me thinking about you.
There must have been a reason
Why I kissed you years ago.
And why I very nearly drowned myself
Dancing in the falling snow.
We were spinning through the static
Between your channel and mine,
And there was white noise on the radio
And it was keeping us in time.
It doesn't make much sense now,
But we were 17 back then.
And if our mistakes have taught us anything
It's to just keep making them.
Go on.
Very nice songulation. I love this song. Your voice is great! Great intensity and emotion. Love the melody! Keep it pup! This killed my plant. SO good!