Nov 2019
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sometimes, when the sun is going down
i can taste it--
i can taste the taste of leaving.
and sometimes when i'm down
i can't steal it
and i taste the taste of losing.
//
it's always getting late
in our little city made of glass.
a wish on a wing,
if only it didn't mean so much.
///
we make more and we break more
we build a city, then we take more
i run with you
who's the **** **?
she's not a friend to me,
she's just a stranger!
we have *** then we get dressed
we get born then we meet death
you left a really, really big mess
you're not a friend to me,
you're just a stranger.
/
sometimes, when my head is spinning
i just question
i just question the whole thing
because sometimes, for all we're given
i just hate it
i just really hate the whole thing
//
it's always getting late
in our little city made of glass.
a wish on a wing,
if only it didn't mean so much.
///
we make more and we break more
we build a city, then we take more
i **** witchu,
who's the **** *****?
she's not a friend to me,
she's just a stranger!
we have *** then we get dressed
we get born then we meet death
you left a really, really big mess
you're not a friend to me,
you're just a stranger.
////
you're just a stranger.
when the world feels cold
and my help's not with me.
check my sanity,
am i even listening?
don't get me wrong,
i've got a mind for love
but i'm staring long
'cause it's not always enough.
(for everybody!)
and sometimes
i start coming apart
and i feel so strange.
so strange
///
we make more and we break more
we build a city, then we take more
i run with you
who's the **** **?
she's not a friend to me,
she's just a stranger!
we have *** then we get dressed
we get born then we meet death
you left a really, really big mess
you're not a friend to me,
you're just a stranger.
sometimes, when the sun is going down
i can taste it--
i can taste the taste of leaving.
and sometimes when i'm down
i can't steal it
and i taste the taste of losing.
//
it's always getting late
in our little city made of glass.
a wish on a wing,
if only it didn't mean so much.
///
we make more and we break more
we build a city, then we take more
i run with you
who's the **** **?
she's not a friend to me,
she's just a stranger!
we have *** then we get dressed
we get born then we meet death
you left a really, really big mess
you're not a friend to me,
you're just a stranger.
/
sometimes, when my head is spinning
i just question
i just question the whole thing
because sometimes, for all we're given
i just hate it
i just really hate the whole thing
//
it's always getting late
in our little city made of glass.
a wish on a wing,
if only it didn't mean so much.
///
we make more and we break more
we build a city, then we take more
i **** witchu,
who's the **** *****?
she's not a friend to me,
she's just a stranger!
we have *** then we get dressed
we get born then we meet death
you left a really, really big mess
you're not a friend to me,
you're just a stranger.
////
you're just a stranger.
when the world feels cold
and my help's not with me.
check my sanity,
am i even listening?
don't get me wrong,
i've got a mind for love
but i'm staring long
'cause it's not always enough.
(for everybody!)
and sometimes
i start coming apart
and i feel so strange.
so strange
///
we make more and we break more
we build a city, then we take more
i run with you
who's the **** **?
she's not a friend to me,
she's just a stranger!
we have *** then we get dressed
we get born then we meet death
you left a really, really big mess
you're not a friend to me,
you're just a stranger.
NOT A ROMANTIC PIECE
this is a song about how we are as humans and certain just tragedies of our physical makeup as a species. there is of course good, there is of course love and successful life in the universe, but this is just about the fact of just straight loss, and just taking that in and feeling that. there's also a bit of commentary about our ability to actually tell good from bad
this is a song about how we are as humans and certain just tragedies of our physical makeup as a species. there is of course good, there is of course love and successful life in the universe, but this is just about the fact of just straight loss, and just taking that in and feeling that. there's also a bit of commentary about our ability to actually tell good from bad
