Melodies that Speak (Live at Gentleman Studio) - Felix studio

Things are shaping up to be pretty odd Little deaths in musical beds So it seems I'm someone I've never met You will only hear these elegant crimes Fall on your ears from criminal dimes They spill unfound from a pretty mouth And everybody gets their, everybody gets their And everybody gets their way I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her Now I'm the only one to blame Things have changed for me And that's okay I feel the same I'm on my way, and I say Things have changed for me And that's okay I wanna go where everyone goes I wanna know what everyone knows I wanna go where everyone feels the same I never said I'd leave the city I never said I'd leave this town A falling out we won't tiptoe about And everybody gets their, everybody gets their And everybody gets their way I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her Now I'm the only one to blame Things have changed for me And that's okay I feel the same I'm on my way, and I say Things have changed for me And that's okay I feel the same, and I say Things have changed for me And that's okay I feel the same, and I say Things have changed for me And that's okay I feel the same, and I say Things have changed for me And that's okay I'm on my way, and I say Things have changed for me

Your multilingual business friend Has packed her bags and fled Leaving only ash-filled ashtrays And the lipstick, unmade bed The mirror, on reflection Has climbed back up on the wall For the floor she found descended And the ceiling was too tall Your trouser cuffs are dirty And your shoes are laced up wrong You'd better take off your Homburg 'Cause your overcoat is too long The town clock in the market square Stands waiting for the hour When its hands they both turn backward And on meeting will devour Both themselves and also any fool Who dares to tell the time And the sun and moon will shadow And the signpost cease to sign Your trouser cuffs are dirty And your shoes are laced up wrong You'd better take off your Homburg 'Cause your overcoat is too long Your trouser cuffs are dirty And your shoes are laced up wrong You'd better take off your Homburg 'Cause your overcoat is too long