Good, Our First Catch Of The Day
‘Good, Our First Catch Of The Day’ Lyrics
Stop, don’t sleep just yet, the smell of guilt is on your breath.
It’s not your fault; we were so young, the taste of spit gets worse everyday.
Stale cigarettes and cheap wine…
Who can we blame for feeling so old – the pointless nights and wasted days?
Only ourselves, only ourselves.
I Smoked The Wrong End Of A Cigarette
‘I Smoked The Wrong End Of A Cigarette’ Lyrics
Sometimes we wish for rain so we can stay in bed.
Useless brown haired boys waste their mornings down side roads drinking.
Sometimes we wish for love so we can stay in bed.
Perfect blue eyed girls waste their mornings at piano stools singing.
You go out, I’ll stay home, We’ll try to forget,
I’ll stay home, I’ll stay home.
Out Of Restlessness
‘Out Of Restlessness’ Lyrics
What should we do with these spring days? They’re fast coming on.
Early this morning the sky was grey, but now there’s rays of sunlight.
When you decide to finally stay home, you put on your coat and leave the room.
New Is The Old Neue
‘New Is The Old Neue’ Lyrics
Leaning against the wind as I stand outside a brick house.
Where love used to sit looks like an unforgiving sea.
And you lead a lonely life, and you don’t need anyone, but how
can you sit upon a tower of crumbling pride?
To keep us from beginning again, I’ll shut my eyes, bury my head.
Distract yourself with emptying glasses, and walk with your head held high.
‘Going Away To College’ Lyrics
Going Away To College
New Year
‘New Year’ Lyrics
Love’s twisted logic ties its knots, neatly formed and justified.
Where are the flames in your hair? You comb them out each morning, and let them go out in the air.
We’ll celebrate this evening, we’ll thank our gods, and note the moon’s position
against the bright stars.
We’ll bring about a new year, to promise change, and though we’ll never sow
no seeds, we’ll pray for rain.
Everybody!
‘Everybody!’ Lyrics
I wake up every morning with the sun in my eyes.
Push my mattress to the window; I want to feel young forever.
Distorted integrity and misplaced pride relative to everyday’s individual failings.
The One With The Trumpet
‘The One With The Trumpet’ Lyrics
Slow breathing won’t stop your age, fate restrains me,
I don’t have your name. But I won’t forget you,
I won’t forget.
