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The first time I ever sang these lyrics was when I was recording them. I've never done that before. They reference a couple of my favourite books pretty blatantly. It's just some disgust with the greed of modern living. Some of the most depressing lyrics I've ever written, it only sounds pretty because of Jeff's keys.
lyrics
I guess I'm not so young anymore, and I can't stand the thought of being old. But, there's no way in hell I'm getting stuck on Revolutionary Road. We'll always have time, I've still got so much left to see. A heavy feeling, like something's got to give. I've got a restless heart and a habit of running away. Intoxicated, we beg at stars, staring up at the dark. The city streets all look the same. Everybody is stuck, everybody is hopeless. Driving out of town, you'll see the sun also rises. Did I sell my soul or was I just a stupid boy? Let's run for a while. Hold your money closely as they lower your casket into the grave.
credits
from
Baritone Cats,
released January 15, 2014
Jeff "write better songs please, Jayme" Meszaros - piano
The Baritone Cats - mews
Jayme Hagen - guitar, vocals
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