A Special Pride Songtext
von Hawksley Workman

The patios prepare for the winter
I see you following close to me
You burst through the bushes
You think that I didn′t know
What you were pushing
What you were pushing


It was a catastrophic feeling
That is to be sure
And we just tried to be ourselves
Tried to be mature
Tried to hold ourselves up with pride
In the face of all of our desperateness
And we cried, cried, cried
Cried, cried, cried
But only to ourselves
It was just a special time
A special pride
It was just such a special pride
A special pride
A special pride

Then we took ourselves too seriously once again
We took ourselves too seriously
But that's what we were told to do

Let me know
Let me know if you feel sorry
Yeah, I feel sorry for me