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2031 – gavin castleton текст песни

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[verse 1]

sarah bought chris a guitar for his birthday
it kinda p*ssed me off because he’s 17
he doesn’t even have a computer yet and his dad works for ebay
i said that, and she was like “well, whose birthday is it? yours or his?”
i said “whose wallet is it, yours or mine?”
but she gave me that look and so i resigned
never argue with a smiling teen
it’s like seeing an eclipse or something
you just stare and take pictures
thank your lucky stars that you were there to bear witness

at first, it was nice to see him practicing
actually using the gift
he’d bring it to the table
choke down the bare minimum
then sit and play a bit

but i got kind of tired of hearing him play those same 3
funkin blues riffs
and when he got himself an amp
there was nowhere in the house to get away from it

when i came back upstairs one night
after forcing him to turn it off and go to bed
sarah leaned up on one elbow
and asked why i didn’t get the keyboard down instead
i laughed too quick and told her
i wasn’t about to encourage this assault on her senses
but the truth is i couldn’t play a song if my pension depended on it
[chorus]
in the attic
in the corner
under sheets
i found my keyboard
put my fingers on the right keys
but couldn’t find a
single chord
and, if my hands can forget
all the songs that they wrote
and the parts that they played
and the albums they made
who’s to say that they won’t
just forget everything one day?
can’t cook
can’t code
can’t feel
my job
my sk!lls demand
my hands all wrong
paycheck, all gone

[verse 2]

it was quarter to eleven
we were already in bed on a monday night
i must have heard him play cashmere 50 times
but never once got it right
maybe i came into his room cause i was looking for a fight
or cause i couldn’t bear to sit by
while he wasted away the education
i paid for with my own life
he stopped calling me dad
started calling me gavin
when i raised my voice i asked him to
please put the guitar down for one d*mn minute
i don’t know if the noodling was a conscious thing
or if his fingers just did it
but he wouldn’t get the message til’ i yanked it away from him
and put my foot in it
finally, for once ever chris looked scared
he bolted out the door and downstairs
sarah came up to see what all the fuss was about
when she saw the guitar she started freaking out
telling me how i’m taking my own life out on my kids
she was calm when she said
you won’t be happy until n0body is
[chorus]
in the attic
in the corner
under sheets
i found my keyboard
put my fingers on the right keys
but couldn’t find a
single chord
and, if my hands can forget
all the songs that they wrote
and the parts that they played
and the albums they made
who’s to say that they won’t
just forget everything one day?
can’t cook
can’t code
can’t feel
my job
my sk!lls demand
my hands all wrong
paycheck, all gone

- gavin castleton текст песни

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