Lyrics:
The profile on a postage stamp
I traced it by my reading lamp
Remembered when I'd sit in wait
Then marked our parting from that date
I read by line by
Hey you with the reading-lamp soul
I'm forgetting all the stories you've ever told
And yellowing paper is far more real than where we've been
Hey
you chose blue
Beneath a brand-new reading lamp
Perhaps a couple of plastic plants
Before we came I had no idea
I would fall in love with you at IKEA
in they night gown (gown)
Uh
No they can't sleep no more (sleep no more)
Cus I can't turn my lights down uh
Chillen reading books by the lamp uh (by
reading
1984
Under the bed lamp's light
And as I look at all our plants I recap my day to dad
And I suggest a new show to my mum
She writes it down and we
here
Just suckin on himalayan air
It's pretty peak reading books by the tent lamp
Sittin here at base camp
With the comfort of inaction
Like a shackle
you like the real thing
Lyrics of longing blacken out these pages,
At a loss for what to do, the greatest question of the ages, I'm
Reading through tea
characteristics confuse Krell
Writing reading biting feeding
Elastic spastic really fantastic
Magic tragic static
Dog days dwindle deliciously down
Dormant
I pretend She wrote these
A day ago
So every night or so she'll kneel by her lamp
Knees neatly folded as a prayer's stance
Drawer open palm letters
lamp, ink and quill
A pillow is tied to the top of my head. A plume penetrates
I can see Jaden in the dark sky, his voice booming
Furiously transcribing
I
Let’s read!
(Written by Ari Amnan)
Verse
Turn off the phone
Turn on the lamp
Take some of your books and start reading
And get energized
Stop
I'm on the grind
Put that salt in my soda
I was reading the scripture
Now I'm feeling like Yoda
I got the snake eyes
Man I'm not with Cobra
Watching
A police car and a screaming siren
A pneumatic drill and ripped up concrete
A baby wailing and stray dog howling
The screech of brakes and lamp
after you
Listen what I'm saying to you Run
Run Devil Run
By a swamp in Alabama in the cold in the damp
Sitting reading by the light of a kerosene
the pylons
Playing round Mrs. Kelly's lamp
Going out to Holywood on the bus
And walking from the end of the lines to the seaside
Stopping at Fusco's for
chose to be lonely, I chose to be true
And I was your lamp light when you were reading
And I was your starlight when you were searching
And I was your
A police car and a screaming siren
A pneumatic drill and ripped up concrete
A baby wailing and stray dog howling
The screech of brakes and lamp
A police car and a screaming siren
A pneumatic drill and ripped up concrete
A baby wailing and stray dog howling
The screech of brakes and lamp
he's sure got the magic touch
Oh my morale was low
Then he appeared just like a genie
His love has the power
He's my private great Houdini
No reading
How do I Sail, How do I sail
I see Quasar, Sleeping in a lamp
When I found myself I dove into a hole darker than 1001 nights. The child that I was
down the aisle
How many years had it been before you said yes to me
I remember the way your mother smiled
As we started reading out those lines
For
wipe the crust, now I'm seeing
The clock on the wall, reading two in the pm?
I toss the blanket off me, as I rise to my feet and
I stumble
where the kids play
Richochet off lamp poles and leave damp holes
In bystanders, get canceled, D.O.A.
Around the way where we from
Hope the future
he's sure got the magic touch
Oh my morale was low
Then he appeared just like a genie
His love has the power
He's my private great Houdini
No reading
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