House In The Trees
Andrew McMahon« House In The Trees » est une chanson de Andrew McMahon, 2018, Pop. La chanson dure 3:23, 38 lines / 283 words.
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0:00Jami was a good friend
0:26Back when we were kids and my father got sick
0:30We would hang out on the weekends
0:33In a house by the cathedral
0:36Where all the good people
0:38Got dressed up on a Sunday
0:42To go and spill their secrets no matter who the preacher was
0:47We used to find that funny
0:50But it's easy when you're young not to realize that you're lucky
0:56When the last of your friends have gone
1:00You learn a whole lot about hanging on and on
1:04But if you crash and nobody sees
1:09Just remember there will always be
1:13A room for you in my house in the trees
1:21Aaron was a good friend
1:29We were in our 20s
1:31We drove across the country
1:33Then moved into the canyon
1:37And he looked after the business the year that I got sick
1:42Then we went off in different directions
1:47Kept in touch but it never was the same
1:51I never got to thank him
1:54But I wrote it in a letter
1:57I'm sure I'll send it some day
2:00When the last of your friends have gone
2:04You learn a whole lot about hanging on and on
2:08But if you crash and nobody sees
2:13Just remember there will always be
2:17A room for you in my house in the trees
2:24I am a lucky man
2:30I have been so many places
2:37When I dream it seems I'm chasing
2:41A bittersweet, bittersweet, bittersweet memory
2:55When the last of your friends have gone
2:59You learn a whole lot about hanging on and on
3:05But if you crash and nobody sees
3:13Just remember there will always be
3:23A room for you in my house in the trees
Jami was a good friend Back when we were kids and my father got sick We would hang out on the weekends In a house by the cathedral Where all the good people Got dressed up on a Sunday To go and spill their secrets no matter who the preacher was We used to find that funny But it's easy when you're young not to realize that you're lucky When the last of your friends have gone You learn a whole lot about hanging on and on But if you crash and nobody sees Just remember there will always be A room for you in my house in the trees Aaron was a good friend We were in our 20s We drove across the country Then moved into the canyon And he looked after the business the year that I got sick Then we went off in different directions Kept in touch but it never was the same I never got to thank him But I wrote it in a letter I'm sure I'll send it some day When the last of your friends have gone You learn a whole lot about hanging on and on But if you crash and nobody sees Just remember there will always be A room for you in my house in the trees I am a lucky man I have been so many places When I dream it seems I'm chasing A bittersweet, bittersweet, bittersweet memory When the last of your friends have gone You learn a whole lot about hanging on and on But if you crash and nobody sees Just remember there will always be A room for you in my house in the trees
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