Stay Happy There Lyrics

Song	Stay Happy There
Artist	La Dispute
Album	Rooms of the House
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	If I could play back every moment to you now
	Spent lovesick and swollen on
	Mornings mincing garlic on the counter by the sink
	If I could hit the instant replay on only every good day
	Would any of it catch you by surprise?
	When you say, “something is missing now”
	That’s what came back to me
	Normal mornings like that set the knife down and forget where I’d left it
	Making breakfast
	Put coffee on the stove then scour every counter for the knife
	Don’t be shy
	Don’t be kind
	Somewhere snow collects and bends the boughs of pines
	To throw away all of the time we spent perfecting our love in close quarters and confines?
	Isn’t it wasteful?
	And I am terrified that it doesn’t feel painful to me yet
	Somewhere on top of the high rise there’s a woman on the edge of a building at the ledge
	And traffics backing up on 35
	It’s alright
	I will fix whatever is not the sweetness in your eyes
	Just sit down
	Please
	Sit down
	Here
	At the table and we’ll talk
	Somewhere televisions light up in the night
	I know things weren’t right
	Maybe we were never cut out for the Midwest life
	Maybe we’d have done much better on a coast
	There are certain things I doubt we’ll ever know
	I know you were getting tired of my drinking
	I guess I was never cut out for the coke scene
	You were worried I would end up like your father and
	Tired of the smoke and somewhere the wind blows
	Somewhere a storm touches down north in Hudsonville
	Somewhere the coffee starts to boil on the stove and
	Somewhere the wind blows
	Somewhere the river levels finally getting low
	Somewhere I’m up past dawn till
	Somewhere you live here still
	Somewhere you’re already gone
	Somewhere a radio is playing in a living room
	Says the city lacks the funds to fix the bridge
	Somewhere the deer are overrun so they’re introducing wolves back on the ridge
	And from here in the kitchen
	I can hear the neighbors in the alley hanging linens
	And the men collect the trash bins in the street
	You’re speaking to me but I can’t understand you
	The coffee is burning and
	All of the times that we spent
	That road trip out west
	Through desert for the rest stops the kitsch we both collect
	That winter the whole weekend we huddled by the stove
	The cabin I had rented
	The unexpected snow
	That visit for Christmas
	On television binges
	We’ll see friends in Brooklyn
	Drive south to Richmond
	There’s traffic on the bridge
	A woman on the ledge
	And everywhere the wind
	EVERYTHING IS HAPPENING AT ONCE

	If I could play back every moment to you now
	Spent lovesick and swollen on
	Mornings mincing garlic on the counter by the sink
	If I could hit the instant replay on only every good day
	Would any of it catch you by surprise?
	When you say, " something is missing now"
	That' s what came back to me
	Normal mornings like that set the knife down and forget where I' d left it
	Making breakfast
	Put coffee on the stove then scour every counter for the knife
	Don' t be shy
	Don' t be kind
	Somewhere snow collects and bends the boughs of pines
	To throw away all of the time we spent perfecting our love in close quarters and confines?
	Isn' t it wasteful?
	And I am terrified that it doesn' t feel painful to me yet
	Somewhere on top of the high rise there' s a woman on the edge of a building at the ledge
	And traffics backing up on 35
	It' s alright
	I will fix whatever is not the sweetness in your eyes
	Just sit down
	Please
	Sit down
	Here
	At the table and we' ll talk
	Somewhere televisions light up in the night
	I know things weren' t right
	Maybe we were never cut out for the Midwest life
	Maybe we' d have done much better on a coast
	There are certain things I doubt we' ll ever know
	I know you were getting tired of my drinking
	I guess I was never cut out for the coke scene
	You were worried I would end up like your father and
	Tired of the smoke and somewhere the wind blows
	Somewhere a storm touches down north in Hudsonville
	Somewhere the coffee starts to boil on the stove and
	Somewhere the wind blows
	Somewhere the river levels finally getting low
	Somewhere I' m up past dawn till
	Somewhere you live here still
	Somewhere you' re already gone
	Somewhere a radio is playing in a living room
	Says the city lacks the funds to fix the bridge
	Somewhere the deer are overrun so they' re introducing wolves back on the ridge
	And from here in the kitchen
	I can hear the neighbors in the alley hanging linens
	And the men collect the trash bins in the street
	You' re speaking to me but I can' t understand you
	The coffee is burning and
	All of the times that we spent
	That road trip out west
	Through desert for the rest stops the kitsch we both collect
	That winter the whole weekend we huddled by the stove
	The cabin I had rented
	The unexpected snow
	That visit for Christmas
	On television binges
	We' ll see friends in Brooklyn
	Drive south to Richmond
	There' s traffic on the bridge
	A woman on the ledge
	And everywhere the wind
	EVERYTHING IS HAPPENING AT ONCE

	If I could play back every moment to you now
	Spent lovesick and swollen on
	Mornings mincing garlic on the counter by the sink
	If I could hit the instant replay on only every good day
	Would any of it catch you by surprise?
	When you say, " something is missing now"
	That' s what came back to me
	Normal mornings like that set the knife down and forget where I' d left it
	Making breakfast
	Put coffee on the stove then scour every counter for the knife
	Don' t be shy
	Don' t be kind
	Somewhere snow collects and bends the boughs of pines
	To throw away all of the time we spent perfecting our love in close quarters and confines?
	Isn' t it wasteful?
	And I am terrified that it doesn' t feel painful to me yet
	Somewhere on top of the high rise there' s a woman on the edge of a building at the ledge
	And traffics backing up on 35
	It' s alright
	I will fix whatever is not the sweetness in your eyes
	Just sit down
	Please
	Sit down
	Here
	At the table and we' ll talk
	Somewhere televisions light up in the night
	I know things weren' t right
	Maybe we were never cut out for the Midwest life
	Maybe we' d have done much better on a coast
	There are certain things I doubt we' ll ever know
	I know you were getting tired of my drinking
	I guess I was never cut out for the coke scene
	You were worried I would end up like your father and
	Tired of the smoke and somewhere the wind blows
	Somewhere a storm touches down north in Hudsonville
	Somewhere the coffee starts to boil on the stove and
	Somewhere the wind blows
	Somewhere the river levels finally getting low
	Somewhere I' m up past dawn till
	Somewhere you live here still
	Somewhere you' re already gone
	Somewhere a radio is playing in a living room
	Says the city lacks the funds to fix the bridge
	Somewhere the deer are overrun so they' re introducing wolves back on the ridge
	And from here in the kitchen
	I can hear the neighbors in the alley hanging linens
	And the men collect the trash bins in the street
	You' re speaking to me but I can' t understand you
	The coffee is burning and
	All of the times that we spent
	That road trip out west
	Through desert for the rest stops the kitsch we both collect
	That winter the whole weekend we huddled by the stove
	The cabin I had rented
	The unexpected snow
	That visit for Christmas
	On television binges
	We' ll see friends in Brooklyn
	Drive south to Richmond
	There' s traffic on the bridge
	A woman on the ledge
	And everywhere the wind
	EVERYTHING IS HAPPENING AT ONCE

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