Street lights, cool nights, a couple of clueless kids Smoke and cigarettes, talking out loud Could you comprehend what they must be thinking Explanations burned into frustration
Tones of bright red hanging off the lips Silence answers the conversation flips Seems what they want is closer than we imagined One leans in and asks the other Would it be alright if I told you something in spite I will listen to you on one condition I will call you bluff without suspicion About the way you feel tonight
Tightrope, false hopes, pitfalls and close calls Steam rising off the surface I can't explain your nervousness That we tend to analyze to death She seems so nice, seems being the key word I explain myself in the most useless way I dive in too fast scaring off the waves In an ocean where the motion crushes the surf And pulls me back to you
Scenery changing, a certain look of disgust Off the rounded (?) of the pretty brown eyes Something is not right Used to losing everyone in this life All the reckless inhabitations I sigh inside Slow my by breathing in fright About the way I feel tonight
A Times Beach Crush Factor - In The Key Of J For Any Street lights, cool nights, a couple of clueless kids Smoke and cigarettes, talking out loud Could you comprehend what they must be thinking Explanations burned into frustration
A Times Beach Crush Factor - Gold Imagine if you can Photos lining the walls of a room That won't stay in tune Just keeps on spinning me around Asking how much do i love the sound of discontent It's
A Times Beach Crush Factor - Spent So close I couldn't even tell which way was up or down And it seems so clean, clearly cut and dry Our ears were to the floor as the world turned Curiosity was used in a past
A Times Beach Crush Factor - Back To The Warren Here is the heart you asked for Here is the notebook in which I am stored With a wave of an effortless pen In hopes you're listening And true with doubt I know what you're