Lyrics

Seems Like...

seems like monday never ended, just like wednesday was a mess
seems that fridays now the favorite, after sunday failed the test
they can throttle down the meaning to delay the honest truth
but is the rocket at the bottom just the pudding or the proof?

You've got to give it, give it, give it, a little bit of time

while my aim is not to doubt her, I still hear his words shoot by
"when the doublespeak gets louder, you gotta keep your powder dry"

You've got to give it, give it, give it, Just a little time
And you've got to live it, live it, live it, A little at a time

never thought you'd decide to quit, and plot some urgent shakedown
well, let me rest my head a bit for a proper nervous breakdown
so jump on all the opportunities for climbing if you got em
'cause if you think it's lonely at the top. it's fucking awful at the bottom

You've got to give it, give it, give it, a little bit of time

while we never forget all of the sweet things once lain bare
a cupboard we keep closed to pretend there's still something in there

You've got to give it, give it, give it, Just a little time
And you've got to live it, live it, live it, A little at a time

seems i missed the turn to dallas, stuck in some motel in desoto
seems the anesthetic's local but the fever warming's global
Seems we craved the future, far longer than it lasted
we tried the jet set, carl, but we found that's it's just plastic

You've got to give it, give it, give it, a little bit of time

her majesty, julys of fiction & twice around the fountain
but when I couldn't find the answer. I just chalked it up to rounding

You've got to give it, give it, give it, Just a little time
And you've got to live it, live it, live it, A little at a time

we planned to start the music at the first sight of the moon
but the borrowed Sauter piano just refused to stay in tune
sometimes what ties you down, is what really frees you up
but the weight of expectations are known to sometimes self-destruct

You've got to give it, give it, give it, a little bit of time

she worried that in this deal she got a steeple plus a spouse,
and his parents, the well-heeled kind of folks who proudly name their house

You've got to give it, give it, give it, Just a little time
And you've got to live it, live it, live it, A little at a time

the wheels have lost some balance, and the engine has that rattle, but
the ones that we look up to will always cast the longest shadow
as an understated laugh of love brushes past the room
she says, are you out of tune, baby. or just out of tunes

You've got to give it, give it, give it, a little bit of time

the best thing since the last thing until the next thing after that
i won't believe in god, I guess, til god learns to adapt

You've got to give it, give it, give it, Just a little time
And you've got to live it, live it, live it, A little at a time