How ridiculous we must look
Standing on our tiptoes:
Everyone knows how small we’ve been
Everyone sees we’re scarcely more than children
I’ve been waving my arms around
Trying to flag you down
Though you’re not listening, you still insist
You may not catch the words, but you get the gist
But on every still, grey, dreary day
I can see clearly
There’s nothing to say
And nothing to hear, save the sound of our voices decaying
I’ve grown tired of holding tight
Tired of the autumn
Tired of its languid skies of lead
Lying in exile on my side of the bed
And on every still, grey, dreary day
I can see clearly
There’s nothing to say
And nothing to hear, save the sound of our voices decaying
So, if you’re keeping the door open
If you’re counting the hours
Darling, stop hoping, stop waiting for me:
I’ve never been more sure, more sure--
I’ve never been more sure, more sure of anything
How ridiculous we must look
Standing on our tiptoes
credits
from Houses,
released April 20, 2018
Lacie Williams - Vocals
Scott Swartz – Guitars, Pedal Steel
Ezequiel Valguarnera - Bass
John Baldus - Drums
Christian Schaeffer - Keyboards
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