Passing Through A Screen Door Lyrics
| Song | Passing Through A Screen Door |
| Artist | The Wonder Years |
| Album | The Greatest Generation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Cigarette smoke dances back in the window, | |
| And I can see the haze on the dome light. | |
| I’m conjuring ghosts on a forty hour ride home, | |
| And they keep asking me what I’m doing with my life. | |
| While my cousins go to bed with their wives. | |
| I’m feeling like I've fallen behind. | |
| Well, the highway won | |
| I’m listening to traffic reports one on one | |
| Coming quietly undone. | |
| I was born to run | |
| Away from anything good. | |
| An escape artist's son | |
| Sun-drenched pavement in my blood | |
| The first thing that I do when I walk in is find a way out for when shit gets bad and... | |
| I’ve been looking for | |
| Sounds through the screen door (sounds through the screen door). | |
| I’ve been waiting for | |
| Another disaster (another disaster). | |
| Well, I’m terrified | |
| Like a kid in the sixties | |
| Staring at the sky | |
| Waiting for the bomb to fall. | |
| And it’s all a lie | |
| What they say about stability. | |
| It scares me sometimes | |
| The emptiness I see in my eyes. | |
| And all the kids names I’ve ever liked recited tragedy. | |
| Well, I don’t want my children growing up to be anything like me. | |
| I’ve been looking for | |
| Sounds through the screen door (sounds through the screen door). | |
| I’ve been waiting for | |
| Another disaster (another disaster). | |
| And I was kinda hoping you'd say. | |
| I was kinda hoping you'd stay. | |
| I keep a flashlight | |
| And a small knife | |
| In the corner of my bed stand. | |
| I keep a flashlight | |
| And the train times | |
| But you wouldn't understand. | |
| How could you understand? | |
| Jesus Christ. I’m 26. | |
| All the people I’ve graduated with, | |
| All have kids, | |
| All have wives, | |
| All have people who care if they come home at night. | |
| Well, Jesus Christ, did I fuck up? | |
| I’ve been looking for | |
| Sounds through the screen door (sounds through the screen door). | |
| I’ve been waiting for | |
| Another disaster (another disaster). | |
| And I was kinda hoping you'd say. | |
| I was kinda hoping you'd stay. | |
| I was kinda hoping you'd stay. |
| Cigarette smoke dances back in the window, | |
| And I can see the haze on the dome light. | |
| I' m conjuring ghosts on a forty hour ride home, | |
| And they keep asking me what I' m doing with my life. | |
| While my cousins go to bed with their wives. | |
| I' m feeling like I' ve fallen behind. | |
| Well, the highway won | |
| I' m listening to traffic reports one on one | |
| Coming quietly undone. | |
| I was born to run | |
| Away from anything good. | |
| An escape artist' s son | |
| Sundrenched pavement in my blood | |
| The first thing that I do when I walk in is find a way out for when shit gets bad and... | |
| I' ve been looking for | |
| Sounds through the screen door sounds through the screen door. | |
| I' ve been waiting for | |
| Another disaster another disaster. | |
| Well, I' m terrified | |
| Like a kid in the sixties | |
| Staring at the sky | |
| Waiting for the bomb to fall. | |
| And it' s all a lie | |
| What they say about stability. | |
| It scares me sometimes | |
| The emptiness I see in my eyes. | |
| And all the kids names I' ve ever liked recited tragedy. | |
| Well, I don' t want my children growing up to be anything like me. | |
| I' ve been looking for | |
| Sounds through the screen door sounds through the screen door. | |
| I' ve been waiting for | |
| Another disaster another disaster. | |
| And I was kinda hoping you' d say. | |
| I was kinda hoping you' d stay. | |
| I keep a flashlight | |
| And a small knife | |
| In the corner of my bed stand. | |
| I keep a flashlight | |
| And the train times | |
| But you wouldn' t understand. | |
| How could you understand? | |
| Jesus Christ. I' m 26. | |
| All the people I' ve graduated with, | |
| All have kids, | |
| All have wives, | |
| All have people who care if they come home at night. | |
| Well, Jesus Christ, did I fuck up? | |
| I' ve been looking for | |
| Sounds through the screen door sounds through the screen door. | |
| I' ve been waiting for | |
| Another disaster another disaster. | |
| And I was kinda hoping you' d say. | |
| I was kinda hoping you' d stay. | |
| I was kinda hoping you' d stay. |
| Cigarette smoke dances back in the window, | |
| And I can see the haze on the dome light. | |
| I' m conjuring ghosts on a forty hour ride home, | |
| And they keep asking me what I' m doing with my life. | |
| While my cousins go to bed with their wives. | |
| I' m feeling like I' ve fallen behind. | |
| Well, the highway won | |
| I' m listening to traffic reports one on one | |
| Coming quietly undone. | |
| I was born to run | |
| Away from anything good. | |
| An escape artist' s son | |
| Sundrenched pavement in my blood | |
| The first thing that I do when I walk in is find a way out for when shit gets bad and... | |
| I' ve been looking for | |
| Sounds through the screen door sounds through the screen door. | |
| I' ve been waiting for | |
| Another disaster another disaster. | |
| Well, I' m terrified | |
| Like a kid in the sixties | |
| Staring at the sky | |
| Waiting for the bomb to fall. | |
| And it' s all a lie | |
| What they say about stability. | |
| It scares me sometimes | |
| The emptiness I see in my eyes. | |
| And all the kids names I' ve ever liked recited tragedy. | |
| Well, I don' t want my children growing up to be anything like me. | |
| I' ve been looking for | |
| Sounds through the screen door sounds through the screen door. | |
| I' ve been waiting for | |
| Another disaster another disaster. | |
| And I was kinda hoping you' d say. | |
| I was kinda hoping you' d stay. | |
| I keep a flashlight | |
| And a small knife | |
| In the corner of my bed stand. | |
| I keep a flashlight | |
| And the train times | |
| But you wouldn' t understand. | |
| How could you understand? | |
| Jesus Christ. I' m 26. | |
| All the people I' ve graduated with, | |
| All have kids, | |
| All have wives, | |
| All have people who care if they come home at night. | |
| Well, Jesus Christ, did I fuck up? | |
| I' ve been looking for | |
| Sounds through the screen door sounds through the screen door. | |
| I' ve been waiting for | |
| Another disaster another disaster. | |
| And I was kinda hoping you' d say. | |
| I was kinda hoping you' d stay. | |
| I was kinda hoping you' d stay. |
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