Small Brown Bike A Table for Four Lyrics:
Brother of mine. Where are you going? Drunken
stares. This table just isn't the same. A wave
goodbye from both of our driveways. Say anything.
You're married now. This never-ending story of
people, leaving and going and coming back home.
Stay - Where are you going? Why are you leaving?
Please just come back home. Why? - I've never felt
this. No one is home now. I'm changing for the
worse. No - Late night phone calls. Bags are
packed up now. You can come back home. I know -
You gave it a try. Some things don't work out.
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Your family is home. I've never said goodbye this
many times. I will try to keep in touch with you.
It's not the same. The stories are changing.
Chairs have turned and backs will be turning.
Chicago night. Sidewalk confessions. "I'm
going to a place where no one knows me."
We're taught to fail. We're made to crawl. We're
built to stay together. Don't question our ties. I
don't deny the lies we told and the stories we
never sold. We tried and some will die trying. We
just end up failing. The bag pipes are playing our
song while we wait in line for our lives. Grab my
hand before I kiss the bottom. This table is
falling apart. Like glue:I'm bonded to you...
Lyrics: A Table for Four, Small Brown Bike [end]