Lyrics to Holland Tunnel
The Holland Tunnel's 2 miles long
Sink into the aviary, sing another song
And put that sewn on patch to denim jacket
Coffee cup to sugar packet
Insane feasts and beastly racket
Every single time
And when you feel like somethings wrong
Bear in your sweet mind, the sun'll shine until its gone
When your lives collide in dull crescendo
Telescope in bedroom window
Nervous knees and anxious elbows
I fell asleep in the backseat
And not for the life of me
Could I remember a time more complete
But I guess things seem more important
When you're underwater
Disease and disorder
Seep out to the sea
And you don't have to believe
Every angry thing
Everybody says
No you don't believe
Every stupid thing
If every city's made of clay
Towering scraps of something someone someday throws away
It must get hard to keep track of everyone
What their names are where they come from
(?)Throw it land, demand it Brooklyn
Jean from Centerline
I knew a girl who drove a cab
And she took Polaroids of every body she'd ever had
And she laid them out on the floor of her bedroom
Resting on scarves soaked in perfume
End to end for all to look through
When it came my time I saw the one of me
One of my best friend
Some kid from some hazy weekend
The entire collection with no completions
Kinda blew my mind
But when we held hands on her balcony
Not for the life of me
Could I envision a scene more sweet
But I guess things seem more important
Up 40 stories
Your cares and your worries fall down to the street
And you don't have to believe
Every angry thing
Everybody says
No you don't believe
Every stupid thing
Sink into the aviary, sing another song
And put that sewn on patch to denim jacket
Coffee cup to sugar packet
Insane feasts and beastly racket
Every single time
And when you feel like somethings wrong
Bear in your sweet mind, the sun'll shine until its gone
When your lives collide in dull crescendo
Telescope in bedroom window
Nervous knees and anxious elbows
I fell asleep in the backseat
And not for the life of me
Could I remember a time more complete
But I guess things seem more important
When you're underwater
Disease and disorder
Seep out to the sea
And you don't have to believe
Every angry thing
Everybody says
No you don't believe
Every stupid thing
If every city's made of clay
Towering scraps of something someone someday throws away
It must get hard to keep track of everyone
What their names are where they come from
(?)Throw it land, demand it Brooklyn
Jean from Centerline
I knew a girl who drove a cab
And she took Polaroids of every body she'd ever had
And she laid them out on the floor of her bedroom
Resting on scarves soaked in perfume
End to end for all to look through
When it came my time I saw the one of me
One of my best friend
Some kid from some hazy weekend
The entire collection with no completions
Kinda blew my mind
But when we held hands on her balcony
Not for the life of me
Could I envision a scene more sweet
But I guess things seem more important
Up 40 stories
Your cares and your worries fall down to the street
And you don't have to believe
Every angry thing
Everybody says
No you don't believe
Every stupid thing
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