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Get the embed code Vienna Teng - Inland Territory (Bonus Track Version) Album (Acoustic Version) 3.In Another. What do I do, do I do with a love that won't, that won't sit still?Įverything that I am, everything that I am What do I do, do I do with a love that won't What do I do, do I do with a love that won't sit still? This feeling calls for everything I can't afford to know is possible now I was ready for the down slide but not for spring to well up Vienna posted the lyrics on on her online scrapbook. This sudden burst of sunlight and me with my umbrella Vienna says she started writing it shortly after attending a Barack Obama rally, a reflection of being almost un-willingly inspired by hope and optimism sort of in spite of one's (her) comfortable cynical, jaded attitude. Where do I go when every no turns into maybe No use in spending all that emotion when there's someone else to blame It's all been bought, well at least that was my line I'm not that kind, I'm so good at shooting down any notion This feeling calls for everything that I am not God, I just want to lay down, these colors make my eyes hurt
Stephen's cross.He sent cries aloft for his fellow man,
His fingers slipping from her hand,
The rain clouds prowling overhead.
She was there the night the wall came down.
She. This ice-cream, covered screaming hyperactive thought Sun sets in an ocean of brown farmland haze
Power lines draped across roads you could drive on for days
Well it's all too perfect
Time to look back at us now
Endless and empty like Kansas
Our cities of clouds
Flat on the table like Kansas
I lay down in sheets suddenly worn. He was there the night the wall came down.
He lost her in the endless crowd,
In the shadow of St.
This stray Italian greyhound, these inconvenient fireworks
Oh, if you knew just what a fool you have made me It's just the radio Sing me a love song dear What good has the news ever done me Come on it'll never happen here, oh no We are not some third world country This is not some third world country I'm. I just stopped believing in happy endings, harbors of my own I've just settled into the glass half empty made myself at home
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