| Brand New – Bought a Bride Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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My final interpretations/corrections for the album version of the song: Tress will make a forest, trees will make a boat These are all the harder, words you have to know If everyones a structure, where their own savior sits Then I'm a little red house, and no ones living in it Cars are little blood cells, we are oxygen City is airways, suburbs appendages She was feeling lonely, tired of her hive Rented out a family, and he bought a bride Bought a bride Bought a bride Bought a bride Little cities names are written on the maps They tied her up and laid her on the train tracks Where are all the seedlings, we grew for violins Down in Jersey lumber, stealing prosthetic limbs Should've been a soldier, I could've fought and died There's no revolution, so I bought a bride Bought a bride Bought a bride Bought a bride Coming down the aisle while the horns play taps They tied her up and laid her on the train tracks Somehow I was new and everything was unsaid Go and buy a hammer, never sing again |
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| Brand New – Daisy Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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My final interpretations/corrections: [Recording] And we sing this morning that wonderful and grand old message. I don't know about you but I never get tired of it Number 99: Just As I Am. I'm a mountain that has been moved I'm a river that is all dried up I'm an ocean nothing floats on I'm a sky that nothing wants to fly in I'm a sun that doesn't burn hot I'm a moon that never shows it's face I'm a mouth that doesn't smile I'm a word that no one ever wants to say... [Child speaking.] I don't wanna be, He wasn't finding anybody when he was on the shelf I saw him in my dream I'm a mountain that has been moved I'm a fugitive that has no legs to run I'm a preacher with no pulpit Spewing a sermon that goes on and on... Well if we take all these things and we bury them fast And we'll pray that they turn into seeds, to roots and then grass It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way Or if the sky opened up and started pouring rain Like he knew it was time to start things over again It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way Well if we take all these things and we bury them fast And we'll pray that they turn into seeds, to roots and then grass It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way Or if the sky opened up and started pouring rain Like he knew it was time to start things over again It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way |
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| Brand New – Bed Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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Listened to the leak, here are my interpretations/corrections: My head is lead I don't ever want to go to bed Your hair is on fire You snuff the blaze Turn to vapor Then you float away We got into a bad fight I laid her on the bed (x7) My eyes and lungs I'm a prophet And I speak in tongues I know how you'll die Your sister groans Oh usurper to the holy throne To me she's just a dead spy I laid her on the bed (x3) Lie to all your friends (X4) I don't know what you feel like Ambushed on a road, stole your gold Your rolls and you're laughing now Everything that I always thought Starts to pile up like bones Make the walls of a prison Laid her on the bed, laid her on the bed I don't ever want to go to bed You stay up for the fight The champ goes down like a clown In the second round I wish we had a better goodbye Lie to all your friends (X7) Laid her on the bed (x3) |
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| Brand New – At the Bottom Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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Lyrics with corrections. Wait, watch you throw out your bouqet, Now I think about you every day And I'm alone now in my bed And there's a lake And at the bottom you'll find all my friends They don't swim cause they're all dead We never are what we intend, or invent Cause I made little lies and then I pulled them apart Think something darks living down in my heart And if I wanted to die, before I got old I should've started some years ago digging that hole Well I'll carry this box to the proper place And we'll lower it down, let you fade away I hope that you would do this for me Well I'll serve you drugs on a silver plate If I thought it would help you get away I hope that you would do this for me A dear, that a hunter shot, in the heart And some dogs that got hit by cars All came to spill their guts And we spoke about the father, son, and holy ghost And which songs we had loved the most Then we all turned to dirt, and dust Some men die under the mountain Just looking for gold Some die looking for a hand to hold Well I'll carry this box to the proper place And we'll lower it down, let you fade away I hope that you would do this for me Well I'll serve you drugs on a silver plate If I thought it would help you get away I hope that you would do this for me Well I try bringing you down almost every day Now I'm drowning in this flood I've made Well explain myself to me, from the other side I'll watch from Heaven when I die Well I'll carry this box to the proper place And we'll lower it down, let you fade away I hope that you would do this for me Well I'll serve you drugs on a silver plate If I thought it would help you get away I hope that you would do this for me |
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