What We’ve Been Doing While You’ve Been Away Songtext
von Rob Crow’s Gloomy Place
What We’ve Been Doing While You’ve Been Away Songtext
Your decision to walk inside that room
Leads another to pack up and leave there soon
Seems a lifetime debated by your scene
Behind the shadows, beside the lighted screens
Counter-mission
A terrible waste of time
Full admission
So awkward
Save our souls, keep it rolling
Raise our homes, time will roll in
Every sunrise, you wake up to that scene (Save our souls, keep it rolling)
And every muscle tightens beneath your sleeves
And every morning, you walk right by that hole (Raise our homes, time will roll in)
The ones that live there, gone, don′t even know
That we're doing what we′ve done (Save our souls, keep it rolling)
What I've been saying (Raise our homes, time will roll in)
What would you've sewn
Save our souls, keep it rolling
And it′s eyes are killing time like it′s all connected by (Raise our homes, time will roll in)
Village of another mother, and we're so hemmed in by the water
Every day extended by what you choose or what you find
And it′s obsolete by Monday, which is absolutely fine
Validation
So unlikely
Your contribution
My heart breaks at the thought
Leads another to pack up and leave there soon
Seems a lifetime debated by your scene
Behind the shadows, beside the lighted screens
Counter-mission
A terrible waste of time
Full admission
So awkward
Save our souls, keep it rolling
Raise our homes, time will roll in
Every sunrise, you wake up to that scene (Save our souls, keep it rolling)
And every muscle tightens beneath your sleeves
And every morning, you walk right by that hole (Raise our homes, time will roll in)
The ones that live there, gone, don′t even know
That we're doing what we′ve done (Save our souls, keep it rolling)
What I've been saying (Raise our homes, time will roll in)
What would you've sewn
Save our souls, keep it rolling
And it′s eyes are killing time like it′s all connected by (Raise our homes, time will roll in)
Village of another mother, and we're so hemmed in by the water
Every day extended by what you choose or what you find
And it′s obsolete by Monday, which is absolutely fine
Validation
So unlikely
Your contribution
My heart breaks at the thought
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