Enough of the old-times eyes
Enough of the same old reprise
So ugly
So tired
So bored
So true
I don't know what do with you
Now number three on the side has been giving me the eye
Like somehow I'm the one who's crossed the line
And you?
Your songs write themselves
And you?
You're no better
You know, this place will wear you down
Ain't much left to do but wait for some good news
You in the corner shaking just staring at your phone
Singing "I gotta get outta here. I gotta go home."
I'm trapped in a sea of debris
I am 5
I am 50
I am 15
She spins around and says "so, what's your theme?"
Says she wants to know what is it I mean
To maintain a distance I no longer occupy
The ongoing joke I continue to choke down
Restorations can't do any wrong! another fantastic single by this band. I was lucky enough to find most of their singles in an underground record store one day. I listened to them one after the other and just be entranced by their music. what I love most about this band is how even without the singing the music creates deep emotions like an instrumental post rock band. Leslie Bowden