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A Place To Sleep

from The Sunday Sessions by Tiny Cactus

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We all nearly collapse that night
We are all looking for something more
But we got what we…
Just another quiet evening
We’re living these suburban lives
We’re concealing our loneliness
Behind the wine and the beers
Quoting lines that we wish could write out
The scent of fall’s just a reminder we’ve spent another year
Singing:
Whoa oh whoa oh
If I’m just a waste of time
Why would I waste mine
You’re just a waste of my time
Why would I, Why would I?
{Chasing phrases and mixing signals that we were too afraid to get older.
Pouring in to venues became routine.
To pour out the things we've been hiding from everyone.}
How could I forget those times on Apple Tree.
When the tides were receding,
And I used to be somebody.
But I'm better off alone remembering the things I used to do.
That first summer I spent happy without you.
{When morning comes, it's came too soon. When did everything stop feeling brand new. I still prefer to wake in the afternoon, but I'm leaving it all up to you. A page gets torn, rips right on through. A mistaken poster board that's been misused. Or a calendar that's found itself in remorse. For flying by too quickly, blaming itself for the sun setting on you. But here we are on a sidewalk after dark. Before I thought it was mistake or beautiful accident. Now I feel it's happening too late but it's happening. Is it still happening for you? You're blaming yourself for the sun setting on you, but where do I go when I'm not anymore. And when the earth sank, do you blame yourself or your nostalgia? Do you blame the sun for setting on you? When it sets do sink with the earth and sing along singing goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.}

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from The Sunday Sessions, released November 8, 2017

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