Fences – Lesser Oceans

Fences – Lesser Oceans Lyrics

Artist: Fences
Song: Lesser Oceans

She asked ‘hows Seattle’ in some motherly talk,
Its okay, its mostly grey,
I think I’m just leveling off.
And sometimes I think I’m running around,

Like a dog with no song, no song.
And I’m following some flickering lamp,
In the fog, the fog.
I know, I know, that I’m getting older.

I don’t think they really like me.
If I could stay just a little longer,
They might be giving up new greys.
Think back, to the time we drove

To Park Slope for a walk
It’s okay, it’s far away
I just think I’m measuring ours
And sometimes I think you’re writing this down

For the songs, the songs, the songs
And it’s something that you don’t really feel
But it’s ours, it’s ours, it’s ours
I know, I know, that I’m getting older.

I don’t think they really like me.
If I could stay just a little longer,
They might be giving up new greys.
Pa-pa-pa-pa, I’m getting old, I’m getting older

Pa-pa-pa-pa
Pa-pa-pa-pa, it’s getting cold upon your shoulders
Pa-pa-pa-pa
I know, I know, that I’m getting older.

I don’t think they really like me.
If I could stay just a little longer,
They might be giving up new greys…
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Release Year: 2014