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Company Of Thieves

Around The Block

 

Around The Block

(album: Ordinary Riches - 2009)


I want to know
What's been going on
What's around the block
I'd like to die
with the songs I love stuck in my head

Seeming seamless,
It was never easy enough,
to keep a smile thin
while they pushed into bed

Feeling fearless,
It was never easy enough,
to figure friends from foes
and so this story goes...

I want to know
What's been going on
What's around the block
I'd like to die
with the songs I love stuck in my head

I hope to make the most
of all those hollow bones we become,
Wo-oh, I raise a toast
to the souls that sang all along

Feeling fearless,
It was never easy enough
to keep my feet on ground
and head out of the clouds

I want to know
What's been going on
What's around the block
I'd like to die
with the songs I love stuck in my head

I hope to make the most
of all those hollow bones we become,
Wo-oh, I raise a toast
to the souls that sang all along

I've been gathering friends
just to make some sound
before the ship goes down
and
I've been making amends
by making the rounds before the whole world ends
and
I've been gathering friends
just to make some sounds
before the ship goes down.

I want to know
What's been going on
What's around the block
I'd like to die
with the songs I love stuck in my head

I hope to make the most
of all those hollow bones we become,
We all could raise a toast
to the souls that sang all alone

I hope to make the most
We all could raise a toast

I'd like to die
with the songs I love stuck in my head.

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