judesong Songtext
von ducksmithson

Two kinds of pasta that I know how to make
And I′m finally pretty in my own silly way

Time on the weekends, and poems at night
And I start to believe that I'm doing it right

Small changes
Trivial phases
Reveal what′s often hardest to see

I choose a new name and stand by it
Nobody asks me who I was before
No news 'till one day I think finally
I'm putting to rest that particular war
Who knew that girl who made life a nightmare
I′d think of her face and barely conjure a name?
I walk out of reinvention partly relieved
It′s only more of the same


Sturdier shoes and a dirtier mind
And friends who are special and harder to find
I wait for the day that I know I'm done growing
But find I′m elated when it never arrives
Just small changes trivial phases
Reveal what's often hardest to see

I choose a new name and stand by it
Nobody asks me who I was before
No news ′till one day I think finally
I'm putting to rest my particular war
Who knew that girl who made life a nightmare
I′d think of her face and barely conjure a name?
I walk out of reinvention partly relieved
It's only more of the same

More of the same
It's only more of the same
It′s only more of the same
It′s only more of the same

I choose a new name and I like it
Nobody asks me who I was