Song for Jack Songtext
von Stelth Ulvang

You play the records that make me fall into a daze
And we play groundies the cello asleep in it′s case
We talk of centaurs we talk of these girls just the same
And though we're talking we′re really just walking the day
It's the same to me

You say you're careful you say you got rocks in your knees
A dandelion a slingshot you breathe and you wheeze
We got a map and a compass and grass on your sleeve
It′s not the troubles that plague us but lives that you lead
It′s the same to me

With your shoes of leather your shoes were weathered
We float on whether we hope for better
We hope for nothing, we hope for something
We hope we hope we hope


And I Wanted to tell you
That life ain't made of our homes
But all the roads left in between us
And all the stories we′d left that we'd known

You boil feelings for cast iron kettles and leaves
You whittle birch trees for toothpicks that hang from your teeth
You Swipe the diamonds and hide them in eyes that we see
It′s not the troubles that plague us but lives that we lead

And I wanted to tell you
And I wanted to tell you
And I wanted to tell you
And I wanted to tell you
That all the roads left in between us
And all the stories left that we'd known
Haven′t gone away