DiEL (Music Dot Com)

DiEL (Music Dot Com)

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Pop - Rock | Baton Rouge, Louisiana, United States
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Member Since: 2005
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My Grecian Urn written by Daniel Lee

Well you were always the one that made me promise not to promise things
You said we should always be free in the world
We took that world on like the days were just cupfuls
We'd swallow their deliciousness and move right along
And I like to save things and look down the rearview
And you'd help me stop every tear at its source
Just flash me that big smile and make me run after you
And I'd chase you down every aisle in the store

I remember when I met you, you were sassy like New York
But dressed like you didn't give a damn how you looked
I guess that's what hooked me, no attention to detail
Can leave you the time to be entertained well
With the hum of computers, your words in the pixels
Would dance like a hundred daydreams in the quietude
And messages left on the windshields of cars and in chalk
On the concrete made waiting to see you almost bearable

Can I motion to you
From commotion's way?
Would there be a reason
All good times roulez?

You were always the one that made me promise not to promise things
But somewhere along the way you promised me you
I asked with my tiptoes, "Am I something you are sure of?"
And you told me I was among the very few
I figured I could never ask for anything more
And on we paraded like a New Orleans carnival
And I'd lift my shirt for the cars on the highway
And you'd wave your thumb just like you knew where we were going to
(where were we going to)

I wonder why forever ducks behind the horizon
And peeks out in solitary moments unfurled
You taught me to always take promises lightly
Since I should have let you be free in the world
It's so hard to think when a Friday's just a Friday
And I should be barefoot on the levee with you
And I almost forget how you told me our time was a gift
As you shut my car door for the very last time

Song Length
Folk - Rock

Lyric Credits Daniel Lee
Music Credits Daniel Lee
Producer Credits Daniel Lee
Publisher Credits Daniel Lee
Performance Credits Daniel Lee
Label Credits Puppet Show Named Julio Records