The Sky Turned Into A Drum Machine But The Air Hung Just As Cold And Still As Before

Fred Thomas - Rock, Lo-Fi
The Sky Turned Into A Drum Machine But The Air Hung Just As Cold And Still As Before
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I was singing in the bathroom When I was staying at your old house You were sleeping in the next room So I was keeping my voice down And I was writing you a song about how it's hard to get along The more you try, the faster feelings fade And i looked up and i saw, in that mirror on the wall That i can write you a hundred songs a day And I can burn through a thousand miles of tape And even if we were smiled upon by fate The key is the only thing that would - Change Change From the graveyards to the ballrooms Where I knew you would never stay Of the laughter and thе lightning In the things you never had a chancе to say There was anger and affection And I could no longer tell the two apart And I saw you there somewhere in the future With new lovers and your same old broken heart And the sky up above said, "Don't be afraid of love Or spend your whole life wishing you were someone else" And the plants in the yard said "Don't take everything so hard There's no perfection, you're actually doing very well" And the trees and the moon They were pleading with us too But we refused to hear the things they had to say And the clouds tried to beg But they were ignored and neglected So they cried and it rained the whole night through And I crawled back into bed with you
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- Fred Thomas