The Weakerthans - Aside скачать видео бесплатно

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LYRICS:

Measure me in metered lines,

In one decisive stare,

The time it takes to get from here to there.

My ribs that show through t-shirts

And these shoes I got for free;

I'm unconsoled, I'm lonely.

I am so much better than I used to be.

Terrified of telephones and shopping malls, and knives

And drowning in the pools of other lives.

Rely a bit to heavily on alcohol and irony.

Get clobbered on by courtesy

In love with love, and lousy poetry.

And I'm leaning

On this broken fence

Between past and present tense.

And I'm losing

All these stupid games

That I swore I'd never play.

But it almost feels okay.

Circumnavigate this body

Of wonder and uncertainty.

Armed with every precious failure

And amateur cartography.

I breathe in deep before

I spread these maps out on my bedroom floor.

And I'm leaning

On this broken fence

Between past and present tense.

And I'm losing

All these stupid games

That I swore I'd never play.

But it feels okay.

And I'm leaving.

Wave goodbye.

And I'm losing,

But I'll try,

With the last ways

left to remember. Sing

My imperfect offering.