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 Roman Candle - Something Left to Say Lyrics

Hey child it's a quarter to four
You know it took a little time with my head on the floor
Before i understood why i needed to find the door.
Summer's here to rattle ceiling fans
A lot of people leaning up against the moving vans -
You know there's pollen on the bottles laying in the garbage cans.
Well the wind is hot and all the leaves are green
And now i'm reading what you say on the computer screen,
But i knew that this was coming back when we were seventeen

I don't want anybody saying don't look back
I'm not going to go to pieces when i ride around this town.
The things you've done have made me what i am
And that's catching the bus and half singing the tears of a clown.
So we can walk around and we can laugh all night
It's hard to fit a lot of years in a friday night
'Cause there always seems to be something left to say

Well we got a little money and we took a drive
We broke down flat on the M25
After freshman year, they say you're lucky to be alive
Well you can be asured that we were not the first
To look across that parking lot and put a curse
On any space and time that brings and end to May.
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Try to fall in love, try to get control
You try to find a little bit of that in rock and roll
And that's almost enough when there's nothing that you know to say.

I don't want anybody saying don't look back
I'm not going to go to pieces when i ride around this town.
The things you've done have made me what i am
And that's catching the bus and half singing the tears of a clown.
So we can walk around and we can laugh all night
It's hard to fit a lot of years in a friday night
Cause there always seems to be something left to say.

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I don't want anybody saying don't look back
I'm not going to go to pieces when i ride around this town.
The things you've done have made me what i am
And that's catching the bus and half singing the tears of a clown.
So we can walk around and we can laugh all night
It's hard to fit a lot of years in a friday night
Cause there always seems to be something left to say.