BRIGHT EYES
Well the future's got me worried such awful thoughts. My head's a carousel of pictures, the spinning never stops
I just want someone to walk in front and I'll follow the leader; like when I fell under the weight of a schoolboy crush,
started carrying her books and doing lots of drugs. I almost forgot who I was, but came to my senses
Now I'm trying to be assertive, I'm making plans. Want to rise to the occasion, yeah, meet all their demands
But all I do is just lay in bed and hide under the covers. Yeah I know I should be brave, but I'm just too afraid of all this change.
And it's too hard to focus through all this doubt. I keep making this to-do list, but nothing gets crossed out.
Working on the record seems pointless now, when the world ends who's gonna hear it?
But I'm trying to take some comfort in written words. Yeah Tim, I heard your album and it's better than good. When you get off tour I think we should hang and black out together. 'Cause I've been feeling sentimental for days gone by, all those summers singing, drinking, laughin', wasting our time.
Remember all those songs and the way we smiled in those basements made of music?
But now I've got to crawl to get anywhere at all, I'm not as strong as I thought.
So when I'm lost in a crowd, I hope that you'll pick me out. I long to be found, the grass grew high. I laid down, I'll wait for a hand to lift me up, help me stand. I've been laying so long, don't wanna lay here no more.
Everything that happens is supposed to be and it's all pre-determined, can't change your destiny.
Guess I'll just keep moving, someday maybe I'll get to where I'm going
Det är ändå en väldigt intressant företeelse att den här låten har samma betydelse för mig idag som den hade för tre år sedan. Väldigt uppiggande, verkligen.
I just want someone to walk in front and I'll follow the leader; like when I fell under the weight of a schoolboy crush,
started carrying her books and doing lots of drugs. I almost forgot who I was, but came to my senses
Now I'm trying to be assertive, I'm making plans. Want to rise to the occasion, yeah, meet all their demands
But all I do is just lay in bed and hide under the covers. Yeah I know I should be brave, but I'm just too afraid of all this change.
And it's too hard to focus through all this doubt. I keep making this to-do list, but nothing gets crossed out.
Working on the record seems pointless now, when the world ends who's gonna hear it?
But I'm trying to take some comfort in written words. Yeah Tim, I heard your album and it's better than good. When you get off tour I think we should hang and black out together. 'Cause I've been feeling sentimental for days gone by, all those summers singing, drinking, laughin', wasting our time.
Remember all those songs and the way we smiled in those basements made of music?
But now I've got to crawl to get anywhere at all, I'm not as strong as I thought.
So when I'm lost in a crowd, I hope that you'll pick me out. I long to be found, the grass grew high. I laid down, I'll wait for a hand to lift me up, help me stand. I've been laying so long, don't wanna lay here no more.
Everything that happens is supposed to be and it's all pre-determined, can't change your destiny.
Guess I'll just keep moving, someday maybe I'll get to where I'm going
Det är ändå en väldigt intressant företeelse att den här låten har samma betydelse för mig idag som den hade för tre år sedan. Väldigt uppiggande, verkligen.
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Postat av: Sophia
Den låten minns jag. I nian eller något när vi skulle spela upp en låt som vi tyckte hade bra text, då hade du med dig den låten.
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