Song Length |
4:25 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative |
Lyrics
Big Yellow Sun
© 2004 kate laurel smith, kate laurel publishing/ASCAP
It?s 11:30 on a Thursday night and here I am
Got home early from the band I tried to understand
And they were good but they were really crass
And I wasn?t in the mood for that
No, I was not in the mood for that
But then again I never am and I know I would
Change a thing or two about it all if I could
But now I sit here in this hall I call a home
And I stare at the wall alone
Yeah, I stare at the wall alone
Think of something lovelier and beautiful and better, oh I
Dry-erase the pills I couldn?t stomach ?cause they?re bitter
But the most disturbing thing was the singer, he reminded me of you
But you?re just someone I knew
You?re just someone I once knew
Never was a good time to broach the subject
So I?ve nearly completely forgotten about it but
You should have seen the stars walking home last night
We could have caught a million if we tried just right
Do you wonder where they go when the rain comes
Do you think they try to hide behind the big yellow sun just like
You and I did when there wasn?t a cloud in sight
And now I spend my days just wishing that the night wasn?t falling
Oh it?s calling, ?Ready or not, here I come?
Now I?m livin? on Sharp Avenue in a town too small
To know that if you?re anyone at all, you won?t be ?round for long
And it?s a quiet place, if that?s what you want
I said ?if that?s what you want?
I have a picture of a girl, she?s hanging on my wall
Her arm extends as if to welcome in the colors of the Fall
When I?ll be leavin? drivin? somewhere, just tryin? to take my hands
Find some beautiful reminder in this God-forsaken land
This God-forsaken?
Don?t think our Father would do this to us on purpose
It?s our own fault if the things we do have hurt us