Ruby Day - Kerouac and The History Boys (Live acoustic) | Текст песни

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• Ruby Day
• Kerouac and The History Boys (Live acoustic)

Well I'm standing at the edge of the water
and this looks like the turning of the tide
and everyone around me's getting older,
but no one asks why.

Time just moves in dribs and drabs and moments
impossible to catch or categorise
My friends they are all dreamers and showmen,
whilst I'm just good at telling lies.

Well yes I've got my dreams I've got my visions
But life hasn't turned out quite the way I planned
so I sit here small cuts and incisions
in the sand

I'm bored of writing all these evaluations
of the things that other people did.
It should go without saying,
but literature means nothing
if you've never really lived.

And I'm tired of giving up everything I love
and I'm not sure I really like the person I've become
I was confusing knowledge with the smell of old stone
But t everything that ever counted I learnt on my own.

How am I meant to know where I'm going,
when I barely even know where I am?
All my cuts and all my bruises they are showing
and I'm holding out my hands

But
maybe one day I'll hit the road
and I'll realise that Kerouac was right:
That the people who'll teach you the most in this world
are the ones that burn,
burn,
burn,
like roman candles, in the night.