Northbrook

The Leaving Song.Whatever.We Didn't Feel Like Naming This One
Well, pack my bags, and make it fast This town's worn out my presence I've severed every tie to the wasteland Of my pilfered adolescence Orange skies will lead my way As the golden solar rays Will lead me southbound to the place that I call home Tell all the brothers and sisters that I never had That I'll be coming back home for them See, these fields of flowers never grew familiar to my eyes When the colors are just as obscure as the people living this life And it's so hard to call it beautiful when the canvas is so bland There's country charm, but I've seen better in the cities For the record, this is not my hometown So believe me when I say goodbye "I live in a place where people are paranoid of change. I mean, they're so locked into their own monotonous cycles That they let things stay the way they are for decades. I guess I can't say I blame them Because I was the same way when I first moved here from Florida. But one person can only handle so much complacency And after punching in my time cards day in and day out I think I've had enough." Letras de canciones These parallel, flat two lane roads are parallels to local homes Where ignorance presides over sheltered narrow minds And below their giant noses are even larger mouths Feeding hungry ears any news they want to hear Cause rumors are the information and entertainment here Oh, and tell that special girl that never came into my life That the flowers I sent were for her It's been a lifetime since the sun shone in this town Everybody needs a little light, so I'm burning this place down So my horizon will be golden on the hottest summer days I hear familiar voices calling me from the heart of the Everglades They're singing, "ITS THE LIFE!" Tell the landlord and the farmer They can keep their pristine pastures, I'm gone. "IT'S THE LIFE!" Pass the message to my friends that I'll be missing them at heart But this place never felt like home, so believe me when I say goodbye I'm ripping out the pages of my diary All the chronicles of a small town life that was never meant for me Yeah, i'll circumvent this lucid shroud of negativity And abdicate this masquerade I fabricate in fourteen shades of grey From here on out, I'm making sure sunshine is the only thing That stands between where I am and where I want to be From Letras Mania