Lyrics:
I'd wait a hundred lives
A hundred lives
A hundred lives
Kitchen table, drinking wine
In a hundred lives
A hundred lives
Your Sundays are also mine
at the kitchen table
From the mess I made of us
There's a place for what I've done, got a one way ticket to go
But before I leave I'll just stick to the one thing
‘Cause you're in the sunrise and the sunset
You're in the long nights in the silence
Sat at the kitchen table in an empty chair
You're in the raindrops
Peaches- on the back of a Pear, Eating fruit salad- on the kitchen table,
Writing ballads- we were stable...
Making- reminiscing- so easy,
Seen a vision
table
Who
Am i
To judge
They saw the way out
The light
At the end of the tunnel
The knife
On the kitchen table(they saw the way out)
Who
Am i
To judge
a kitchen table big enough to feed a crowd
Let's build a house
With a big back yard so we can sit around the fire
Tell tales that inspire
On the east or west
bills
I paid in arms and legs
And now i’m down to my free will
I made a silent wish
Now i’m the poltergeist
I’m at the kitchen table
Salivating,
lonely?
Spinning away in the dark all these years
Family of aliens
Dancing around on the kitchen table
Happiness gonna find you
Gonna fly next to you
Marsha tightened the belt on her cotton
Robe with the silk outer edge. Sheila ran her finger over some salt grains on
The kitchen table, licked her
outer edge. Sheila ran her finger over some salt grains on
the kitchen table, licked her finger and made a face. "I'm supposed to be
taking these salt
the window
You feel my grasp and start to fight
Cause I don't set a fancy table
But my kitchen's awful homey
Come on in and stay awhile
You'll fall to pieces
went inside
Sat at the kitchen table
Yeah, and then he cried
Nobody's fault he just fell so easily
She didn't love him back
This is the way it's meant
every night was about to cost me all of it
I remember kitchen tables full of mostly empty glasses
I remember almost night-time wanting to forget
I
already know
Mami comin' over to give you some more
On the kitchen table or maybe on the floor
Tell me that you like it when it's from the back door
one I hate the most
At the same old kitchen table
In the same old busted chair
I'm drinking whiskey and arguing with the ghosts
Arguing with the ghosts
During the Cold War
My daddy sat at the kitchen table
Smokin' cigarettes
Starin' out the window
During the Cold war
He had grease on his
Shelly's at the kitchen table, cup of coffee the morning paper
When he walks in she's so surprised to see the tears in his eyes
He says, "I love
The nice clean kitchen table cloth the smart alec cajon boy well play the music
Well the Gulf it got a grassy bottom settin' where the rock is there
the ground
So if you should ever leave
It's worth it for now
So I wrote it down on our kitchen table
If you ever forget that you love me
If there comes
shells
Right there on your kitchen table
Right there on your kitchen table
Final Chorus
doing well
'Cause you're in the sunrise and the sunset
You're in the long nights in the silence
Sat at the kitchen table in an empty chair
You're in
shampooed my hair
Eric was fly, shit, I used to steal his gear
I was the baby boy, I could do no wrong
Yeah it's goin past fast, let's move along
Kitchen
shampooed my hair
Eric was fly, shit, I used to steal his gear
I was the baby boy, I could do no wrong
Yeah it's goin past fast, let's move along
Kitchen
build my hopes up high
And then let me down
Like the house you built with toothpicks
Stacked upon the kitchen table
One more toothpick tore it down
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