A Table For Four lyrics

Song information

Artist: Small Brown Bike
Album: Nail Yourself To The Ground

Lyrics

Brother of mine
Where are you going?
Drunken stares
This table just isn't the same
A wave goodbye from both of our driveways
Say anything
You're married now
This never-ending story of people
Leaving and going and coming back home
Stay - where are you going?
Why are you leaving?
Please just come back home
Why? - I've never felt this
No one is home now
I'm changing for the worse
No - late night phone calls
Bags are packed up now
You can come back home
I know - you gave it a try
Some things don't work out
Your family is home
I've never said goodbye this many times
I will try to keep in touch with you
It's not the same
The stories are changing
Chairs have turned and backs will be turning
Chicago night
Sidewalk confessions
"I'm going to a place where no one knows me."
We're taught to fail
We're made to crawl
We're built to stay together
Don't question our ties
I don't deny the lies we told and the stories we never sold
We tried and some will die trying
We just end up failing
The bag pipes are playing our song while we wait in line for our lives
Grab my hand before I kiss the bottom
This table is falling apart
Like glue:I'm bonded to you..

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