Song | Page 28 |
Artist | Sleeping at Last |
Album | Yearbook Collection |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[ti:Page 28] | |
[ar:Sleeping at Last] | |
[al:Yearbook Collection] | |
[00:23.32] | Have you read the script? |
[00:29.10] | Could you picture it? |
[00:32.41] | … Is it worth the risk? |
[00:36.85] | Everything I love |
[00:41.19] | Is on the line |
[00:43.59] | On these neon signs |
[00:48.82] | But I need to know- When you looked away |
[00:53.85] | Was it something that I said? Was it something that I said? |
[01:00.73] | Well okay, okay, I need you more than I did before |
[01:07.67] | Now that the concrete is nearly set |
[01:12.91] | Here in the second act I’m living in repair |
[01:19.50] | Strange how the heart adapts when its pieces disappear |
[01:26.34] | And there, on page 28, I’m so tired of drying glue |
[01:32.05] | I begin my grand attempt at building something new |
[01:40.39] | Though I tend to write |
[01:46.14] | The epiphany more immediately |
[01:53.78] | I guess I’m trusting that there’s such a thing |
[01:58.32] | As elegance in dissonance |
[02:05.86] | God, I’m skeptical of pulling scenes |
[02:11.21] | Was it something that I said? Was it something that I did? |
[02:18.10] | Please don’t get me wrong- I still need your help |
[02:24.93] | As history repeats itself |
[02:29.97] | Here in the aftermath, I’m pulling at the seams |
[02:36.70] | Strange how the heart adapts in the absence of routine |
[02:43.43] | And there, on page 29, I find “new” and make it mine |
[02:49.31] | But I can’t help casting shadows on all I leave behind |
[02:57.28] | Maybe I could afford to change a bit… |
[03:04.17] | Even let go of the reigns? |
[03:10.55] | Every torn out page was worth the risk |
[03:17.82] | Now that the stakes have been raised |
[03:27.58] | So here in the final draft, I’ve given all I have |
[03:34.66] | Strange how the heart expands in the absence of a plan |
[03:41.18] | There’s nothing left on the page, but I’m okay with that |
[03:47.46] | For I found my resolution |
[03:50.74] | Was designed for stronger hands |
ti: Page 28 | |
ar: Sleeping at Last | |
al: Yearbook Collection | |
[00:23.32] | Have you read the script? |
[00:29.10] | Could you picture it? |
[00:32.41] | Is it worth the risk? |
[00:36.85] | Everything I love |
[00:41.19] | Is on the line |
[00:43.59] | On these neon signs |
[00:48.82] | But I need to know When you looked away |
[00:53.85] | Was it something that I said? Was it something that I said? |
[01:00.73] | Well okay, okay, I need you more than I did before |
[01:07.67] | Now that the concrete is nearly set |
[01:12.91] | Here in the second act I' m living in repair |
[01:19.50] | Strange how the heart adapts when its pieces disappear |
[01:26.34] | And there, on page 28, I' m so tired of drying glue |
[01:32.05] | I begin my grand attempt at building something new |
[01:40.39] | Though I tend to write |
[01:46.14] | The epiphany more immediately |
[01:53.78] | I guess I' m trusting that there' s such a thing |
[01:58.32] | As elegance in dissonance |
[02:05.86] | God, I' m skeptical of pulling scenes |
[02:11.21] | Was it something that I said? Was it something that I did? |
[02:18.10] | Please don' t get me wrong I still need your help |
[02:24.93] | As history repeats itself |
[02:29.97] | Here in the aftermath, I' m pulling at the seams |
[02:36.70] | Strange how the heart adapts in the absence of routine |
[02:43.43] | And there, on page 29, I find " new" and make it mine |
[02:49.31] | But I can' t help casting shadows on all I leave behind |
[02:57.28] | Maybe I could afford to change a bit |
[03:04.17] | Even let go of the reigns? |
[03:10.55] | Every torn out page was worth the risk |
[03:17.82] | Now that the stakes have been raised |
[03:27.58] | So here in the final draft, I' ve given all I have |
[03:34.66] | Strange how the heart expands in the absence of a plan |
[03:41.18] | There' s nothing left on the page, but I' m okay with that |
[03:47.46] | For I found my resolution |
[03:50.74] | Was designed for stronger hands |
ti: Page 28 | |
ar: Sleeping at Last | |
al: Yearbook Collection | |
[00:23.32] | Have you read the script? |
[00:29.10] | Could you picture it? |
[00:32.41] | Is it worth the risk? |
[00:36.85] | Everything I love |
[00:41.19] | Is on the line |
[00:43.59] | On these neon signs |
[00:48.82] | But I need to know When you looked away |
[00:53.85] | Was it something that I said? Was it something that I said? |
[01:00.73] | Well okay, okay, I need you more than I did before |
[01:07.67] | Now that the concrete is nearly set |
[01:12.91] | Here in the second act I' m living in repair |
[01:19.50] | Strange how the heart adapts when its pieces disappear |
[01:26.34] | And there, on page 28, I' m so tired of drying glue |
[01:32.05] | I begin my grand attempt at building something new |
[01:40.39] | Though I tend to write |
[01:46.14] | The epiphany more immediately |
[01:53.78] | I guess I' m trusting that there' s such a thing |
[01:58.32] | As elegance in dissonance |
[02:05.86] | God, I' m skeptical of pulling scenes |
[02:11.21] | Was it something that I said? Was it something that I did? |
[02:18.10] | Please don' t get me wrong I still need your help |
[02:24.93] | As history repeats itself |
[02:29.97] | Here in the aftermath, I' m pulling at the seams |
[02:36.70] | Strange how the heart adapts in the absence of routine |
[02:43.43] | And there, on page 29, I find " new" and make it mine |
[02:49.31] | But I can' t help casting shadows on all I leave behind |
[02:57.28] | Maybe I could afford to change a bit |
[03:04.17] | Even let go of the reigns? |
[03:10.55] | Every torn out page was worth the risk |
[03:17.82] | Now that the stakes have been raised |
[03:27.58] | So here in the final draft, I' ve given all I have |
[03:34.66] | Strange how the heart expands in the absence of a plan |
[03:41.18] | There' s nothing left on the page, but I' m okay with that |
[03:47.46] | For I found my resolution |
[03:50.74] | Was designed for stronger hands |