Tropic Morning News

Album: First Two Pages Of Frankenstein (2023)
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  • I wasn't starting yet, I didn't even think you were listening
    I wasn't ready at all to say anything about anything interesting
    It's a thing you have, you just don't know that you do it
    You wait around in a conversation while I get in and start stumbling through it

    I was so distracted then
    I didn't have it straight in my head
    I didn't have my face on yet
    Or the role, or the feel, of where I was going with it all
    I was suffering more than I let on
    The tropic morning news was on
    There's nothing stopping me now
    From saying all the painful parts out loud

    Got to my feet feeling that I'd let you down
    Wanted to say it slow and perfect but it all somehow got switched around
    Something went off on its own, my dumb automatic chit chat
    It's not what I meant to say at all, there's no way you can attach me to that

    Got up to seize the day
    With my head in my hands feeling strange
    When all my thinking got mangled
    And I caught myself talking myself off the ceiling
    I was suffering more than I let on
    The tropic morning news was on
    There's nothing stopping me now
    From saying all the painful parts out loud

    Oh, where are all the moments we'd have?
    Oh, where's the brain we shared?
    Something, somehow has you rapidly improving
    Oh, what happened to the wavelength we were on?
    Oh, where's the gravity gone?
    Something, somehow has you rapidly improving

    You found the ache in my argument
    You couldn't wait to get out of it
    You found the slush in my sentiment
    You made it sound so intelligent

    You can stop and start an athlete's heart
    How do I feel about it?
    I would love to have nothing to do with it
    I would like to move on and be through with it

    I'll be over here lying near the ocean making ocean sounds
    Let me know if you can come over and work the controls for a while

    I was so distracted then
    I didn't have it straight in my head
    I didn't have my face on yet
    Or the role, or the feel, of where I was going with it all
    I was suffering more than I let on
    The tropic morning news was on
    There's nothing stopping me now
    From saying all the painful parts out loud

    Oh, where are all the moments we'd have?
    Oh, where's the brain we shared?
    Something, somehow has you rapidly improving
    Oh, what happened to the wavelength we were on?
    Oh, where's the gravity gone?
    Something, somehow has you rapidly improving Writer/s: Aaron Brooking Dessner, Carin Besser, Matthew Donald Berninger
    Publisher: Downtown Music Publishing
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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