 |
| Guster Parachute Happy Frappy Not much of this makes sense to me The river leaves run cold and dry But it keeps me from swinging tree to tree And sometimes Im too scared to even try Hashing through the possibilities They seem as endless as the sky You seek the truth and the quiet breeze But the air is too thin to reply Well I know thats where Ill never be Because I can see the summers done I try to let the river flow in and out of me And pray I float the way I think I want And pray I float at all Distant notions of subtle residue Cling to minds from our past Tell us what is what and who made who But times events move us too fast Simple sentiments whisked away by anxious steel wool Struggling to content ourselves with what we think best That what makes happy of which we seem never full Is actually more than plenty though it is already possessed Well I know thats where Ill never be Because I can see the summers done I try to let the river flow in and out of me And pray I float the way I think I want And pray I float at all Not much of this makes sense to me The river leaves run cold and dry But it keeps me from swinging tree to tree And sometimes Im too scared to even try Utter confusion feigns clarity Scattered delusions excuses destiny Its never exactly how it appears to be Its too much for any of us who even try to see Well I know thats where Ill never be Because I can see the summers done I try to let the river flow in and out of me And pray I float the way I think I want And pray I float at all |
Videos
|
Add
All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.
Copyright © 2007-2009 LyricWorld.com, LoiNhac.com
© 2009 lyricworld.com, loinhac.com are two of a family of companies in the LmVN Group.