Song Description
Beautiful guitar, amazing voice, and great production. Lyrical content is also a blessing. Everything is solid, vocals are really nailed.
| Song Length |
3:23 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock |
| Tempo |
Floating |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant, Serene |
Subject |
Telephone, Gourmet Food |
| Similar Artists |
Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, James Taylor |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
The story starts from anywhere
The tale has just begun
To try and find a reason
To do the things we've done
Nothing but the ceiling
Is hanging overhead
And hanging on to nothing
Is all we ever did
Chorus:
And the sun is always shining
The breezes always blow
And the loving's always easy
But morning's come and it's time to go...
Talk about more nothing
To ease your weary mind
Empty travels through it
A talking pantomime
Erupt in sudden anger
The silly madness true
The things we never talk about
The things we never do
Chorus:
Well the story ends in silence
The telephone grows cold
The reason for your calling
Well I guess I'll never know
I hope to sometimes see you
I hope you're doing fine
Accept the gift of believing
The view you left behind
Chorus: