What Do You Hear in These Sounds (Live)

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Dar Williams - Rock

What Do You Hear in These Sounds (Live)

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Duration: 4:11

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I don't go to therapy to find out if I'm a freak I go, and I find the one and only answer every week And it's just me and all the memories to follow Down any course that fits within a fifty-minute hour And we fathom all the mysteries, explicit and inherent When I hit a rut, she says to try the other parent And she's so kind, I think she wants to tell me something But she knows that it's much better if I get it for myself And she says, "Ooh oh, what do you hear in these sounds?' And, "Ooh oh, what do you hear in these sounds?" I say, "I hear a doubt, with the voice of true believing And the promises to stay, and the footsteps that are leaving" And she says, "Oh," I say, "What?" she says, "Exactly," I say, "What, you think I'm angry, does that mean you think I'm angry?" She says "Look, you come here every week With jigsaw pieces of your past It's all on little soundbites, and voices out of photographs And that's all yours, that's the guide, that's the map So tell me, where does the arrow point to? Who invented roses?" And, "Ah, ooh ooh oh, what do you hear in these sounds? Ah ooh oh, what do you hear in these sounds?" And when I talk about therapy, I know what people think That it only makes you selfish and in love with your shrink And oh, how I loved everybody else When I finally got to talk so much about myself And I wake up, and I ask myself what state I'm in And I say, "Well I'm lucky, 'cause I am like East Berlin I had this wall, and what I knew of the free world Was that I could see their fireworks, and I could hear their radio And I thought that if we met, I would only start confessing And they'd know that I was scared They would know that I was guessing But the wall came down, and there they stood before me With their stumbling and their mumbling And their calling out, just like me" And ah, ooh, oh, the stories that nobody hears And ah, I collect these sounds in my ears And ooh, oh, that's what I hear in these sounds And ooh, oh, that's what I hear in these That's what I hear in these sounds, yeah Thank you

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