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Thursday morning, 9am
you walked in,
and your face looked like it was just covered in tears
I thought, oh my dear
she said, "You are here"
and I am so confused
who knows what to do?
well, one thing's for sure:
you deserve a hug, you do
well she walked you out the door for a few minutes of tear-driven words,
and a soft sob, and a light sigh
you walked off and I, I got so sad
I keep hoping it's not too bad
and I am so confused
who knows what to do?
well, one thing's for sure:
you deserve a hug, you do
Thursday evening, 6pm
and I'm sitting on my floor with my guitar and my pen
dear God, I wish to see you again
but I know there's no way I can
and it's a shame
cause you deserve a friend
please, Rachel, don't be sad
I wish that I could have
a decent chance to go back, so I could stop
telling myself all of these lies,
and chasing imaginary flies
I never even saw your eyes
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Hers
03:48
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and I'm waiting to see you again
cause I've been trying to make you a friend
I want to talk about you, but there's no one here
I want to sit and talk to you, when there's no one near
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Sniffing Coffee (take 1)
04:08
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she's poking holes, she wants to let go, she wants to go home
but this, this is to show that I just don't know what I'm supposed to feel
when she gets mad, at times I get glad
cause I might not have to be the one with the burden of saying,
"This here is done."
and this, this is the problem that you've given me,
the thing that has got to be the biggest on my mind
and these, these are the thoughts that I think of you,
the reasons that I want you to sit over here by my side
am I wasting my time with silly thoughts and silly rhymes?
do you even think of me?
well if so, let's go out and get some coffee
let's take a walk in a park
let's go out when it's after dark
and I hope that it gets cold, so I can warm you up and kiss your nose
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Sniffing Coffee (take 2)
04:15
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she's poking holes, she wants to let go, she wants to go home
but this, this is to show that I just don't know what I'm supposed to feel
when she gets mad, at times I get glad
cause I might not have to be the one with the burden of saying,
"This here is done."
and this, this is the problem that you've given me,
the thing that has got to be the biggest on my mind
and these, these are the thoughts that I think of you,
the reasons that I want you to sit over here by my side
am I wasting my time with silly thoughts and silly rhymes?
do you even think of me?
well if so, let's go out and get some coffee
let's take a walk in a park
let's go out when it's after dark
and I hope that it gets cold, so I can warm you up and kiss your nose
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5. |
You Called
02:36
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I've been wasting all my time on you,
I've been wasting all my mind on you
I think of all these fantasies, but none of them become true
and I worry about what you think of me
I worry about what I think of you
I worry about what they think of us
I worry about what she thinks of us, too
I worry about what you think of me,
and I wonder if we will ever become true
then you called
I worry about what you think of me
I worry about what I think of you
I worry about what they think of us
I worry about what she thinks of us, too
I worry about what you think of me,
and I wonder if we will ever become true
then you called
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I took myself outside one night- I couldn't wait to leave inside,
where I've spent most my life
and I found myself, inevitably, thinking of music, pondering me
and I thought of you, like I normally do
these semi-incoherent ramblings of mine, I write in my journal most of the time
when I find they rhyme, I read them aloud
and it's nothing short of amazing, you see, just how many times I mention thee;
it's incredible, even to me
I worry and I stress, I ponder and pace, trying to solve this problem you've made,
but unfortunately, you're the only solution I see
I'm a dumb little boy singing a dumb little line in this dumb little song,
little song of mine,
that I wrote for you, and you'll never know
cause I'm a dumb little boy with dumb little thoughts that decay in my head,
who would've thought that I lied awake in bed
wishing to be with you, instead
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I've developed the habit of looking at you when I don't need to
I've developed the habit of thinking of you when I shouldn't
I sometimes start to tear when I remember you in that red dress
you were beautiful
I want to be alone
the thrill of seeing you, possibly seeing you, certainly seeing you
the relief from your laugh, your glance, your smile
I lean in so I feel closer, accept
this is kind of a secret, possibly one-sided
how amazing you look
I don't know if we'd even work
I want to make a change
I hope you feel the same
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9. |
April 6th
08:24
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10. |
Welcome Back
04:29
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I get uncomfortable, you never called back
now you're home
I'm still alone
and I've been waiting
am I scared, was she right?
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