Songtexte THE DISAPPEARANCE OF MELANCHOLY & PURPOSE - wavcat

If it's not automatic
There's no way I can control it
I don't think I can perfect it
If I stole it
If we could stop for coffee
And discuss the things we copy
From our favourite bands
I'd be your opener
You say all of the magic words
Like, "I love the unexpecting way your songs work."
But maybe I'm not ready
Or I just lost all of my melancholy and purpose
You can chalk it up to bad memories
Or choking last minute at the circumstances
Save me a seat, please
To your last show
I'll pick you up after
And drive you home
Save me a moment
One last time on the road
And sing beautifully like you mean it
And will never sing again
Maybe I'll join in for the harmonies
If I don't choke up
If it's not too high for me
Call me your perfect little angel
Just don't respect the angle
That I'm approaching things
As If I want to be famous
I just want to be heard
Got thoughts that just need to be
Cracked open and shared
I'm feeling a bit tired
Overwhelmed by any response
I wish I were you
Sometimes... but it's not what I want
Could they grab me off the sidelines
Or do I warm the bench up real nice
For the other guys?
Save me a seat, please
To your last show
I'll pick you up after
And drive you home
Save me a moment
One last time on the road
And sing beautifully like you mean it
And will never sing again
Lay my head into your lap
Stroke my hair before I snap
And wreck the walls in half
Leaving little artifacts
And pieces and memories of me