After we spoke I had a dream that I broke The teeth from a mouth of a snake That I choked on the teeth They were mine all along I picked up the pieces
Your voice is adrift I can?t expect it to sing to me As if I was the only one I?ll follow you The leaf that?s following the sun When will my weight be
Don't worry Everybody in the room notices you Sit back and relax, the night is early We are about to overdo it So come and tell me something That you
it?s gone How else can I explain? ?Cause it?s only the pain Coming straight through Coming to remind Cross cut to you in amazement Stumbling through
re right And I don?t wanna fight anymore You?re usually righter than I am And I?m not a very good fighter Am I? No neither are you So let?s be through
Tied down against the tracks Screamin' in a silent black And why'd you trust us? We are such villains We would tell ourselves Anything we want to hear
find And talk about the road behind How getting lost is not a waste of time Le Bois d'Amour will take us home In the moment we will sing as the forest sleeps
It feels right It feels wrong It feels like when you have it, then it?s gone I want more More and more And if you steal the fire Give me some 'Cause
a blur, out of focus But in confusion the frames are suddenly burnt At the end of a roll of illusions A ghost waiting its turn Now I see can right through
looking and mistooken You could watch it instead from the comfort of your burning beds Or you can sleep through the static But who needs sleep when
?t help but over think What is the purpose of my life If it doesn?t ever do With learning to let go? Live vicariously through You could do the same
good looking and mistooken You could watch it instead From the comfort of your burning beds ?Or you can sleep through the static Who needs sleep
Vertaling: Jack Johnson. The Boy.
: I?ve got an angel She doesn?t wear any wings She wears a heart that could melt my own She wears a smile that could make me want to sing She gives me
Out of focus But in confusion The frames are suddenly burnt And in the end of a roll of illusion A ghost waiting its turn Now I see can right through
: After we spoke I had a dream that I broke The teeth from a mouth of a snake That I choked on the teeth They were mine all along I picked up the pieces
