Jeffrey Lewis - Alphabet lyrics
[Jeffrey Lewis - Alphabet lyrics]
Late at night cloudy white will
Creep over my old house
And the chair where I once sat
Someone new is there and he'll
Stare at that wall
And we're all parts of an alphabet
We spell new words in new spots we're at
And the big, round
Blue boat drifts around in the dark
When you feel like a jerk
Does it make you confused
Like how could you become as
Awesome as you are
And still feel like a loser
When you feel ugly and petty
Awkward and unsteady
Just try not to forget there's so
Many people who've liked you
And I hope that the art school
Enjoys your big drawing of ruin
We've all got good things to do and
It's good when we do them
From Austin to Brooklyn
They're all smart and good-looking
We're all parts of an alphabet
Spell new words with new folks we met
And the big, round
Blue boat drifts around in the dark
And the big, round
Blue boat drifts around in the dark
And they say that we'll drift
For awhile until we die
And the sun hit's a spiral
It's a combination lock
And I'm just hoping that I'll get it open
And that these joys and frustrations are
Just turns in the combination
Creep over my old house
And the chair where I once sat
Someone new is there and he'll
Stare at that wall
And we're all parts of an alphabet
We spell new words in new spots we're at
And the big, round
Blue boat drifts around in the dark
When you feel like a jerk
Does it make you confused
Like how could you become as
Awesome as you are
And still feel like a loser
When you feel ugly and petty
Awkward and unsteady
Just try not to forget there's so
Many people who've liked you
And I hope that the art school
Enjoys your big drawing of ruin
We've all got good things to do and
It's good when we do them
From Austin to Brooklyn
They're all smart and good-looking
We're all parts of an alphabet
Spell new words with new folks we met
And the big, round
Blue boat drifts around in the dark
And the big, round
Blue boat drifts around in the dark
And they say that we'll drift
For awhile until we die
And the sun hit's a spiral
It's a combination lock
And I'm just hoping that I'll get it open
And that these joys and frustrations are
Just turns in the combination