Sherwood Is Connector Songtext
von Invalids
Sherwood Is Connector Songtext
In the absence of bigger problems
We learned to magnify the small ones
Shuffle forward on your heels to keep from drifting
To keep ourselves from backing through the door
The times we stayed up on the phone
The times we wandered off alone
Can you still reach us?
Can we still reach beyond the arms of the chair?
The things we bought and never used
The times we sought our own abuse
And did it teach us?
Is the pencil doomed to trace through its old grooves?
We will walk back home
We will wake back up
Day late for class so we stopped showing up
Aged state of glass policed and kept breaking up
And it shimmered haplessly, but we gave it up
Said blue ink lasts longer than black
There′s no significance in that
The times we polished our own shoes
The times we tied them on too loose and never knew
The times we came up with a plan
The times we came to understand
Without you, there's no use
Mom found out...
Over my shoulder I saw you turning back around
And we believe it now, still no matter how I try
Everything′s out of place
And from far away, it still looks the same
It's not your fault we couldn't change
It′s not your fault we couldn′t fix our old mistakes
"Where was our luck when we needed it?"
Found a solid place to stand
As long as we could keep still
Counted our last remaining breaths
As a measure of success
We learned to magnify the small ones
Shuffle forward on your heels to keep from drifting
To keep ourselves from backing through the door
The times we stayed up on the phone
The times we wandered off alone
Can you still reach us?
Can we still reach beyond the arms of the chair?
The things we bought and never used
The times we sought our own abuse
And did it teach us?
Is the pencil doomed to trace through its old grooves?
We will walk back home
We will wake back up
Day late for class so we stopped showing up
Aged state of glass policed and kept breaking up
And it shimmered haplessly, but we gave it up
Said blue ink lasts longer than black
There′s no significance in that
The times we polished our own shoes
The times we tied them on too loose and never knew
The times we came up with a plan
The times we came to understand
Without you, there's no use
Mom found out...
Over my shoulder I saw you turning back around
And we believe it now, still no matter how I try
Everything′s out of place
And from far away, it still looks the same
It's not your fault we couldn't change
It′s not your fault we couldn′t fix our old mistakes
"Where was our luck when we needed it?"
Found a solid place to stand
As long as we could keep still
Counted our last remaining breaths
As a measure of success
Writer(s): Pete Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com