Trunks & Tales
Trunks & Tales - Lawrence, KS lyrics
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There's a freedom in the breeze That I've never felt before And Chestnut Street never seemed so long before A car rolls past and skips out on the stop sign As my mind is drifting to distant state lines Where a night spent in the park Doesn't seem so unrespectable And wearing week-old clothes is perfectly acceptable I'll always love my home But these places I've never known When monotony sets in, Bringing me back there again Where days like this I don't wanna get up I don't wanna see the bottom of my coffee cup I don't wanna start my car Don't wanna cook a god damned thing Days like this, I don't even wanna sing I don't even wanna sing