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this is about as radio friendly as we get...except that most radio songs don't have bass solos.
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i walk out the door
hit the heavy air
tompkins square is awake after a winter
of dormant dreaming
of silent sleeping
waiting for spring
now there’s people everywhere
go ahead and stare
no one seems to care about
what you think anyway
girls in long skirts
guys with guitars
trying to sing
oh, i always knew i’d be here someday
sleeping on the grass on this perfect day
i think that i could spend my life this way
try it to the left
just a little bit more
good, now just a little bit higher
the kinks in my back
are ready to crack
at the will of your hands
you try to do your part
you suffer your art – well,
i laugh cause you’re such a good martyr
you’re such a good friend sometimes
and sometimes not
oh, i always knew we’d be here someday
sleeping on the grass on this perfect day
i think that i could spend my life this way
i could spend my life this way
the sun begins to dip just a little bit
damn, i hoped it would never be over
the dream awaking
the fever breaking
we’re losing the light
i begin to speak
you stop me and say your favorite time of day
is right before sundown
the golden hour when we change and shower
and welcome the night
oh...
hit the heavy air
tompkins square is awake after a winter
of dormant dreaming
of silent sleeping
waiting for spring
now there’s people everywhere
go ahead and stare
no one seems to care about
what you think anyway
girls in long skirts
guys with guitars
trying to sing
oh, i always knew i’d be here someday
sleeping on the grass on this perfect day
i think that i could spend my life this way
try it to the left
just a little bit more
good, now just a little bit higher
the kinks in my back
are ready to crack
at the will of your hands
you try to do your part
you suffer your art – well,
i laugh cause you’re such a good martyr
you’re such a good friend sometimes
and sometimes not
oh, i always knew we’d be here someday
sleeping on the grass on this perfect day
i think that i could spend my life this way
i could spend my life this way
the sun begins to dip just a little bit
damn, i hoped it would never be over
the dream awaking
the fever breaking
we’re losing the light
i begin to speak
you stop me and say your favorite time of day
is right before sundown
the golden hour when we change and shower
and welcome the night
oh...





















































KIller song! Great work!