Gone Fishing -Sidney Gish live at El Cid

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  • Опубліковано 24 гру 2024

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  • @davidmurray6616
    @davidmurray6616 9 місяців тому +4

    i check every single day to see if she drops this :))))

  • @lysonnite
    @lysonnite 8 місяців тому +4

    Finally figured out the lyrics! (the chords are C, D, D7, G, Em, and A7 with an optional capo on 2)
    There’s better things to miss than everything that you can piss on
    In your head once you’ve let all the past unfurl
    brighter things to do than force the old into the new
    And there’s much better things to do than miss the world
    Better forms of bliss than trying hard to blow a kiss
    At everything that used to make you wanna hurl
    Nostalgic thoughts are tricking me and I am double thinking
    but there’s smarter things to do than miss the world
    This sell is hard to do that keeping running down the road without a clue’s a better thing to do than up and opting out of living too
    But now I have gone fishing and I’m sitting like a thinking statuette inside a garden doing nothing
    But singing straight to you
    Sadly you are a computer I’m a fool who’s still addicted so to you
    As we both keep getting older I’ll keep getting more hunched over
    And there’s smarter things to do than be with you
    Better things to do than try to justify it too and sort it into little boxes I have made
    Tryna figure out a hack to get all my memories back
    While the present that they come from goes to waste
    This sell is hard to do that keeping running down the road without a clue’s better thing to do than up and opting out of living too
    For now I have gone fishing and I’m sitting like a thinking statuette inside a garden doing nothing
    But being gone cause I’ve gone fishing
    Going and gone fishing
    I’ve adorned the door with this here tourist plack
    Often times I wish that I was swimming too
    But the sign and I both know that I’ll be back
    So although I cannot join you at this moment I am sure when it’s my time I’ll know exactly what to do
    Here I’ll get to swim forever though and get to walk for less so I’ll keep fishing at the edge of old and new
    Everything I love goes in and everything I hate goes in and disappears out of existence in a swirl
    But not the place that I now know before the sign and I must go along with better things to do than miss the world
    Better things to do than miss the world
    Better things to do than miss the world