Over It - B-54 lyrics
From this grizzled bench seat; bolt-on frame all the stains Of a junkyard sale IÃ¦Å Â¦ wondering if itÃ¦Å Â¯ not just youthÃ¥Å½Æ'ou know? Old woes wonÃ¦Å Â° waste a conversation. If only you could see my narrow throneÃ¦Å Â¯ got a view to everything. You wonÃ¦Å Â° win to bind a heart thatÃ¦Å Â¯ found belief, Hope doesnÃ¦Å Â° disappoint it only dreams. So take your take your time, Gaze while the air streaks by the static, DoesnÃ¦Å Â° make much sense with your back to expectation. This battered second guess reflex just lost its grip on me. Regrets misplaced in time wonÃ¦Å Â° hope to choke ambition now, And for all you know, friend you canÃ¦Å Â° afford to miss the ratio. These rusty suburbs leave no space for truck stop raids And these dedication songs, Just hold the meantime for something more. Through all this time did you really think IÃ¦Å Å½ let you run my aspirations dry? Give it up, cast up your eyes, just let me fill my life with light. Friends shouldnÃ¦Å Â° have to wage these wars, so letÃ¦Å Â¯ stop here.