Second Hand Car
By Kim Churchill (2017)
On album Weight Falls (2017)
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Morning wanders in,
Taps on the window.
Park on the street in a side of town
That I've never seen before.
Stumbled to the street,
Make a call on the payphone.
Still half asleep, if you pick up now
Then I'll probably come home.
Suitcase marry me,
I'm addicted to no-one.
And a part of me is here,
Another part of me is gone.
Like heaven in a cage,
Don't need a world that doesn't change,
And did I stumble?
I'm a little bit in pieces,
I'm a little bit in pieces.
'Cause all I got,
Is a second hand car,
And a letter from you,
And an old guitar.
And I want to stay,
But I move so fast.
Got a picture of you,
And the second hand car.
I'm a little bit in pieces.
Daylight switches on,
And I chose to be lonely.
The words you wrote,
Are echoing over everything I know.
Seat-belt catches me,
Like a friend in the unknown.
A souvenir of a love I keep,
Locked in my memory.
Like heaven in a cage,
Don't need a world that doesn't change,
And did I stumble?
I'm a little bit in pieces,
I'm a little bit in pieces.
'Cause all I got,
Is a second hand car,
And a letter from you,
And an old guitar.
And I want to stay,
But I move so fast.
Got a picture of you,
And the second hand car.
I'm a little bit in pieces.
Every time I look ahead,
Every time I look ahead,
High up on the past we shared,
Every time I look ahead.
Every time I look ahead,
Every time I look ahead,
High up on the past we've had,
Anytime I look ahead.
'Cause all I got,
Is a second hand car,
And a letter from you,
And an old guitar.
And I want to stay,
But I move so fast.
Got a picture of you,
And the second hand car.
I'm a little bit in pieces.
'Cause all I got,
Is a second hand car,
And a letter from you,
And an old guitar.
And I want to stay,
But I move so fast.
Got a picture of you,
And the second hand car.
I'm a little bit in pieces.
Taps on the window.
Park on the street in a side of town
That I've never seen before.
Stumbled to the street,
Make a call on the payphone.
Still half asleep, if you pick up now
Then I'll probably come home.
Suitcase marry me,
I'm addicted to no-one.
And a part of me is here,
Another part of me is gone.
Like heaven in a cage,
Don't need a world that doesn't change,
And did I stumble?
I'm a little bit in pieces,
I'm a little bit in pieces.
'Cause all I got,
Is a second hand car,
And a letter from you,
And an old guitar.
And I want to stay,
But I move so fast.
Got a picture of you,
And the second hand car.
I'm a little bit in pieces.
Daylight switches on,
And I chose to be lonely.
The words you wrote,
Are echoing over everything I know.
Seat-belt catches me,
Like a friend in the unknown.
A souvenir of a love I keep,
Locked in my memory.
Like heaven in a cage,
Don't need a world that doesn't change,
And did I stumble?
I'm a little bit in pieces,
I'm a little bit in pieces.
'Cause all I got,
Is a second hand car,
And a letter from you,
And an old guitar.
And I want to stay,
But I move so fast.
Got a picture of you,
And the second hand car.
I'm a little bit in pieces.
Every time I look ahead,
Every time I look ahead,
High up on the past we shared,
Every time I look ahead.
Every time I look ahead,
Every time I look ahead,
High up on the past we've had,
Anytime I look ahead.
'Cause all I got,
Is a second hand car,
And a letter from you,
And an old guitar.
And I want to stay,
But I move so fast.
Got a picture of you,
And the second hand car.
I'm a little bit in pieces.
'Cause all I got,
Is a second hand car,
And a letter from you,
And an old guitar.
And I want to stay,
But I move so fast.
Got a picture of you,
And the second hand car.
I'm a little bit in pieces.
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