Amelia Bright

(альбом: The Best Imitation Of Myself: A Retrospective - 2011)

Hey
Something, it's new
It got into me
And I hope that it got into you

But wait
Like colors, like paint
A trumpets been played
And I hope that it's got, hope that it got into you

There's no doubt

Here lies Amelia Bright
In a red 50s dress from a thrift shop nearby
I lay on my back and stared at the sky
With Amelia Bright

There's clothes that aren't put away
There's me spread all over the floor
I am lost in one place
I'm stuck and I'm strayed
And I hope that you feel the same too

And there's no doubt

Here lies Amelia Bright
In a red 50s dress from a thrift shop nearby
I lay on the grass and stared at the sky
With Amelia Bright

There's no doubt
There's nothing to work out
You're alone
'Cause you're always on your own
When you yawn, it makes me want to yawn too

Blank expressionless clue
What got into you
With a necklace no shoes
A promise or two
And a life to rewrite and improve

There's no doubt

Here lies Amelia Bright
In a red 50s dress from a thrift shop nearby
I lay on my back and stared at the sky
With Amelia Bright