this song has a lot of versions to it (i know i have at least three different recordings), the one posted being from the WFMU recording, but these are the lyrics to the one on the 7":
been waiting to form a line
to be honest in what i say
i stopped moving on
i built a frame of glass around your face
a season of silence passed
days of dust upon your photograph
if all i have are faded memories
how can i write your story
i remember the melody of a song
but the words always escape my head
stripped to the plot of a book i read
i recall your face, but forget the feeling
i lost everything of yours but a ring
i have nothing to give back to you
all i have is what i make
all i have is a song that i can sing
the clouds gather past your house
it's dust got full of way to the front door (???)
a knock and a brief exchange
you asked me will i stay another year
a blue and red rocket
a great big farmhouse where we all can roam
a beatific laugh, and then you sigh
"you should do what you want"
i remember the melody of the song
but the words always escape my head
stripped to the plot of a book i read
i recall your face, but forget the feeling
i lost everything of yours but a ring
i have nothing to give back to you
all i have is what i make
all i have is a song that i can sing
and you'll say that time tried to change you
oh, but you maintain for me still waking up
still coming home
this song has a lot of versions to it (i know i have at least three different recordings), the one posted being from the WFMU recording, but these are the lyrics to the one on the 7":
been waiting to form a line to be honest in what i say i stopped moving on i built a frame of glass around your face a season of silence passed days of dust upon your photograph if all i have are faded memories how can i write your story
i remember the melody of a song but the words always escape my head stripped to the plot of a book i read i recall your face, but forget the feeling i lost everything of yours but a ring i have nothing to give back to you all i have is what i make all i have is a song that i can sing
the clouds gather past your house it's dust got full of way to the front door (???) a knock and a brief exchange you asked me will i stay another year a blue and red rocket a great big farmhouse where we all can roam a beatific laugh, and then you sigh "you should do what you want"
i remember the melody of the song but the words always escape my head stripped to the plot of a book i read i recall your face, but forget the feeling i lost everything of yours but a ring i have nothing to give back to you all i have is what i make all i have is a song that i can sing
and you'll say that time tried to change you oh, but you maintain for me still waking up still coming home