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from This Is How We Survive by The Ground is Dancing
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i’m staring at the ceiling fan
as the smoke goes ‘round the kitchen
and my feet say i might be drunk,
but the smalltalk’s running on and on and on….
float on, friendly faces,
the laughs i know, but not the names
so down the drinks and turn up the songs —
we all know this one.
the sick shirtless cabaret is jumping off the balcony,
and the world tilts, and she says ‘show me’.
now yellow curls all around
and no one sees us sneaking out…
slam the door, throw secrets to the floor.
every day she wakes up knowing,
and every day i’m lost.
i swear myself to her and she just smiles,
and says, “try not to get sick.
i was born too late, and grew too fast.”
so this is what an earthquake’s like,
all dizzy screams and bodies everywhere.
“if you ever need me…”
no!
we’re only honest right before we’re gone.
so let’s hear it for all our friends
and all of their dead souls,
turning the youth into what we’re not.
i will die for sure if i stay and watch
all of our dreams as they turn to dust.
so i won’t sing hymns about being happy only one hour a day
or sinking like quicksand we can’t shake.
she lights one up, smiles through the smoke…
and she don’t choke.
what’s there left to talk about?
i’m finding words to say.
i’m not moving
i won’t make a sound
i’m finding the words to say
hey!
who do you think you are?
we don’t have to prove ourselves to this place anymore.
get out, sit down or get burned.
nothing stays buried underneath the floor.
don’t look so stressed!
it’s just planets colliding ‘round bleeding bricks.
tell me a story.
tune me out.
all you know is what you see.
this is the last year,
and there’s no piece of this place that will be safe from me.
so let that apathetic smoke in, baby,
you just have to talk first.
i’ll conquer this town and free my friends
even if they don’t stay.
and if we played, would you remember
all the kids and loves you used to be before?
this isn’t the place for that,
‘cause now everyone’s talking
and no one’s looking back.
as the smoke goes ‘round the kitchen
and my feet say i might be drunk,
but the smalltalk’s running on and on and on….
float on, friendly faces,
the laughs i know, but not the names
so down the drinks and turn up the songs —
we all know this one.
the sick shirtless cabaret is jumping off the balcony,
and the world tilts, and she says ‘show me’.
now yellow curls all around
and no one sees us sneaking out…
slam the door, throw secrets to the floor.
every day she wakes up knowing,
and every day i’m lost.
i swear myself to her and she just smiles,
and says, “try not to get sick.
i was born too late, and grew too fast.”
so this is what an earthquake’s like,
all dizzy screams and bodies everywhere.
“if you ever need me…”
no!
we’re only honest right before we’re gone.
so let’s hear it for all our friends
and all of their dead souls,
turning the youth into what we’re not.
i will die for sure if i stay and watch
all of our dreams as they turn to dust.
so i won’t sing hymns about being happy only one hour a day
or sinking like quicksand we can’t shake.
she lights one up, smiles through the smoke…
and she don’t choke.
what’s there left to talk about?
i’m finding words to say.
i’m not moving
i won’t make a sound
i’m finding the words to say
hey!
who do you think you are?
we don’t have to prove ourselves to this place anymore.
get out, sit down or get burned.
nothing stays buried underneath the floor.
don’t look so stressed!
it’s just planets colliding ‘round bleeding bricks.
tell me a story.
tune me out.
all you know is what you see.
this is the last year,
and there’s no piece of this place that will be safe from me.
so let that apathetic smoke in, baby,
you just have to talk first.
i’ll conquer this town and free my friends
even if they don’t stay.
and if we played, would you remember
all the kids and loves you used to be before?
this isn’t the place for that,
‘cause now everyone’s talking
and no one’s looking back.
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from This Is How We Survive,
released November 11, 2011
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The Ground is Dancing Daytona Beach, Florida
The Ground is Dancing are four manly men who have a thirst for alcohol and beards. Just think if Taking Back Sunday, Blink- 182, Modest Mouse, Brand New, Incubus, your local classic rock radio station, and Olivia Newton-John got together and had a love child…and then aborted it eight months into the pregnancy. ... more
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Nov 2011
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