Testo Lesser Oceans - Fences
Testo della canzone Lesser Oceans (Fences), tratta dall'album Lesser Oceans
She asked, "How's Seattle?"
In some motherly talk
It's okay, it's mostly gray
I think I'm just leveling off
And sometimes I think I'm running around
Like a dog with no song, no song
And I'm following some flickering lamp
In the fog, the fog, the fog
I know, I know that I'm getting older
I don't think they really like me
If I could stay just a little longer
They might be giving out new greys
Think back to the time we drove
To Park Slope for a walk
It's okay, it's far away
I just think I'm measuring loss (Just think I'm measuring loss)
And sometimes I think you're writing this down
For the songs, the songs, the songs
And it's something that you don't really feel
But it's ours, it's ours, it's ours
I know, I know that I'm getting older
I don't think they really like me
If I could stay just a little longer
They might be giving out new greys
Ba-ba-ba-ba
I'm getting old, I'm getting older
Ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba
It's getting cold upon your shoulders
Ba-ba-ba-ba
I know, I know that I'm getting older
I don't think they really like me
If I could stay just a little longer
They might be giving out new greys
I know, I know that I'm getting older
I don't think they really like me
If I could stay just a little longer
They might be giving out new greys
I know, I know that I'm getting older
I don't think they really like me
If I could stay just a little longer
They might be giving out new greys
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Writer(s): Christopher Mansfield, Ben Greenspan
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