Song | Ten Thousand Words |
Artist | The Avett Brothers |
Album | I and Love and You |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Ten thousand words swarm around my head | |
Ten million more in books written beneath my bed | |
I wrote or read them all when searchin’ in the swarms | |
Still can’t find out how to hold my hands | |
And I know you need me in the next room over | |
But I am stuck in here all paralyzed | |
For months | |
I got myself in ruts | |
Too much time spent in mirrors framed in yellow walls | |
Ain’t it like most people? | |
I’m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don’t know about | |
Ain’t it like most people? | |
I’m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don’t know about | |
And everyone around me shakes their head in disbelief | |
And says I’m too caught up | |
They say young is good and old is fine | |
And truth is cool but all that matters | |
Is that you have your good times | |
But their good times come with prices | |
And I can’t believe it when | |
I hear the jokes they make | |
At anyone’s expense except their own | |
Would they laugh if they knew who paid? | |
Ain’t it like most people? | |
I’m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don’t know about | |
Ain’t it like most people? | |
I’m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don’t know about | |
And after we are through ten years of making it to be the most of glorious debuts | |
I’ll come back home without my things ‘ | |
Cause the clothes | |
I wore out there | |
I will not wear ’round you | |
And they’ll be quick to point out our shortcomings | |
And how the experts all have had their doubts | |
Ain’t it like most people? | |
I’m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don’t know about |
Ten thousand words swarm around my head | |
Ten million more in books written beneath my bed | |
I wrote or read them all when searchin in the swarms | |
Still can t find out how to hold my hands | |
And I know you need me in the next room over | |
But I am stuck in here all paralyzed | |
For months | |
I got myself in ruts | |
Too much time spent in mirrors framed in yellow walls | |
Ain t it like most people? | |
I m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don t know about | |
Ain t it like most people? | |
I m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don t know about | |
And everyone around me shakes their head in disbelief | |
And says I m too caught up | |
They say young is good and old is fine | |
And truth is cool but all that matters | |
Is that you have your good times | |
But their good times come with prices | |
And I can t believe it when | |
I hear the jokes they make | |
At anyone s expense except their own | |
Would they laugh if they knew who paid? | |
Ain t it like most people? | |
I m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don t know about | |
Ain t it like most people? | |
I m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don t know about | |
And after we are through ten years of making it to be the most of glorious debuts | |
I ll come back home without my things | |
Cause the clothes | |
I wore out there | |
I will not wear round you | |
And they ll be quick to point out our shortcomings | |
And how the experts all have had their doubts | |
Ain t it like most people? | |
I m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don t know about |
Ten thousand words swarm around my head | |
Ten million more in books written beneath my bed | |
I wrote or read them all when searchin in the swarms | |
Still can t find out how to hold my hands | |
And I know you need me in the next room over | |
But I am stuck in here all paralyzed | |
For months | |
I got myself in ruts | |
Too much time spent in mirrors framed in yellow walls | |
Ain t it like most people? | |
I m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don t know about | |
Ain t it like most people? | |
I m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don t know about | |
And everyone around me shakes their head in disbelief | |
And says I m too caught up | |
They say young is good and old is fine | |
And truth is cool but all that matters | |
Is that you have your good times | |
But their good times come with prices | |
And I can t believe it when | |
I hear the jokes they make | |
At anyone s expense except their own | |
Would they laugh if they knew who paid? | |
Ain t it like most people? | |
I m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don t know about | |
Ain t it like most people? | |
I m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don t know about | |
And after we are through ten years of making it to be the most of glorious debuts | |
I ll come back home without my things | |
Cause the clothes | |
I wore out there | |
I will not wear round you | |
And they ll be quick to point out our shortcomings | |
And how the experts all have had their doubts | |
Ain t it like most people? | |
I m no different | |
We love to talk on things we don t know about |