The Things I Do
- Emily Keener (2016)You are listening to the song The Things I Do by Emily Keener, in album Breakfast. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
Somewhere on a table I have written my name
That is all that will be left of me someday
Somewhere on the planet there are people who are going away
But I'm too sensitive to hold that thought today.
It's a combination of everything I've seen
And everything I've been through
That makes me think the way I think
And do the things I do.
Somewhere you are sleeping in someone else's arms
Dreaming of their beauties and their charms
Somewhere in my mind I find a place to hide
All my restless sufferings behind the pretty things.
It's a combination of what I choose to see
And what I look right through
That makes me think the way I think
And do the things I do.
Somewhere lost in time or space is a king, or a god, or a sage
That will rescue us all from everything someday
Until then, there is breakfast again
And I'll stare out of the window and wonder when.
It's a combination of everything I don't understand
And my search for the truth
That makes me think the way I think
And do the things I do.
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