okay, Anodyne, Anodyne Anodyne You tossed it out for me to find Without a word you're out the door Without a reason anymore Anodyne Anodyne Anodyne Anodyne
hard to make it last Anodyne No sign of reconciliation It's a quarter past the end Full moon from on high Across the board we lose again Anodyne Anodyne
Tradução: Uncle Tupelo. Anodino.
Early in the morning, sometimes late at night Sometimes I get the feeling that everything's alright Early in the evening, sometimes in the day Sometimes
You'd never leave on your own Where you're from and where you're going I know these things like I know you hate me now Catch yourself in mid-air thinking
take my picture off the wall it don't matter to me at all said I was headed for a fall but you wanted me to crawl give back my TV it don't mean that
Watch it separate in two Whatever the day wants it to Finding out that the worst is true Finding out that it can escape you Slings and arrows completes
Try to face up to the blinding sun Racing for the final word to come Facing up, it's hard to stay devout I can see the sand and it's running out And
All my daydreams are disasters She's the one I think I love Rivers burn and then run backwards For her, that's enough They all come from New York City
I don't know what you've been through You might think that I don't care But I do And I've tried to understand I've tried to understand your abuse But
Sidetracked down the middle Never saw it coming, what a surprise It's been a wonder Electricity tells a story It's a sound getting near as fear is watching
I've been searching and you've been gone Out looking for the shortest path to the one that you're on And I've already seen all I wanna see Come on, let
There's a guitar leaning on a Marshall stack Used to sound like the sun on the horizon Now I think we've been had There's a young girl screaming all
A worn out joke to keep the flies away Carried it this far Got the west side winds to keep it steady We bury the hatchets we find Could carry that heavy
was hard to make it last Anodyne No sign of reconciliation It's a quarter past the end Full moon from on high Across the board we lose again Anodyne Anodyne
