Back to power-pop mode, with a definite Matthew Sweet lean. Totally blew out my voice at my gigs this week, so sorry for the croaking.
lyrics
somewhere on the road to Sunday
morning, you got lost
satisfy your Saturday blues
and I don’t mind if I get caught
if I can pay the cost
but some things just aren’t worth
the price to lose
when did the new become the old
when did the glitz become the gold
from hellfire hot to ice age cold
somehow we got lost
you’re halfway to sorry
you almost seem to care
The words seem so familiar
When you bow your head to prayer
you’re half the way to missing me
I hope that feeling stays
I hate to see you hurting
but I hope you’ll find the way
no surprise to find we’re not the
same old sea-worn ships
setting sail beneath a rising sun
the changes come so slow
the image fades, the memories slip
funny how you think you know someone
when did the new become the old
when did the glitz become the gold
from hellfire hot to ice age cold
somehow we got lost
you’re halfway to sorry
you almost seem to care
The words seem so familiar
When you bow your head to prayer
you’re half the way to missing me
I hope that feeling stays
I hate to see you hurting
but I hope you’ll find the way
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