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Radical Face Lyrics


I tied your shoes while you sat and watched the rain
Hands folded across your lap, and the dull work of paints across your face
Mom down the hall Bible pressed to her chest
When she swore the Devil hides in everything, and her room was the only safe haven left
She watched you scrub through our new paints

Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something's in the way
You had held my hand while the wind whistled our dreams ending time

Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something's in the way
Never knew what it meant to be whole and free

Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something's in the way
Neither one of them moths stray from these different paths only they can see
But sink or swim is all they say

Your hand rode the wind out the window of the train
We slept in our seats with our knees curled beneath our dirty chins
And I gripped the bags like they might fly away
And the scenery beyond the glass was liquid, we sat and soaked it in
I felt your breath along the way

I'd hold your hand when the sky fell apart
And you'd hold my hand if you felt us slipping back into the dark
Can't tell from the ground if the sky will fall
Can't tell from the sky if there's anybody down there at all

It's empty...

Writer(s): COOPER BENJAMIN P

Contributed by Evelyn A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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Seph Nite

I tied your shoes while you sat and watched the rain
Hands folded across your lap and the dull look of peace across your face
Mom down the hall, Bible pressed to her chest
When she swore the Devil hides in everything, and her room was the only safe haven left

She watched us grow through window panes

Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something's in the way

You had held my hand while the wind whistled nocturnes in the dark

Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something's in the way

Never knew what it meant to be whole and free

Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something's in the way

Neither one of them mocks if we steer from paths only they can see

But sink or swim is all they'd say

Your hand rode the wind out the window of the train
We slept in our seats with our knees curled beneath our dirty chins
Dad gripped the bags like they might fly away
And the scenery beyond the glass was liquid, we sat and soaked it in

I felt your breath along the way

I'd hold your hand when the sky fell apart
And you would hold my hand if you felt me slipping back into the dark
I can't tell from the ground if the sky will fall
I can't tell from the sky if there's anybody down there at all

It's empty hands and empty plates



All comments from YouTube:

Butterfly Taster

Radical Face's songs make me nostalgic for a time in the past that didn't even happen

That's how you know music is good

BrazilianPartisan

Wow... I can fell the same.

Seph Nite

I tied your shoes while you sat and watched the rain
Hands folded across your lap and the dull look of peace across your face
Mom down the hall, Bible pressed to her chest
When she swore the Devil hides in everything, and her room was the only safe haven left

She watched us grow through window panes

Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something's in the way

You had held my hand while the wind whistled nocturnes in the dark

Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something's in the way

Never knew what it meant to be whole and free

Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something's in the way

Neither one of them mocks if we steer from paths only they can see

But sink or swim is all they'd say

Your hand rode the wind out the window of the train
We slept in our seats with our knees curled beneath our dirty chins
Dad gripped the bags like they might fly away
And the scenery beyond the glass was liquid, we sat and soaked it in

I felt your breath along the way

I'd hold your hand when the sky fell apart
And you would hold my hand if you felt me slipping back into the dark
I can't tell from the ground if the sky will fall
I can't tell from the sky if there's anybody down there at all

It's empty hands and empty plates

Sch3ffs

Awesome! I can always count on you! haha Thanks again!

Seph Nite

+sch3ffs I actually added my take to the Radical Face lyric database on Song Meanings not too long ago. You can find it here: http://songmeanings.com/songs/view/3530822107859520316/

Sch3ffs

+Seph Nite for the life of me I cant figure out how to tag you in Radical Face's new song. But I could really use some help with the lyrics for "the road to nowhere" Up for the challenge?

Seph Nite

+Matthew Popescu I absolutely think that's closer to what he's singing than what I originally heard. Off to update...

Matthew Popescu

+Seph Nite could it be "neither one of them mocks if we steer from paths only they can see"? that's what I'm hearing.

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Pablo Nicolás Macchi

Everytime you upload new material, I feel glad and lucky that I discovered your music on that nikon commercial. Keep doing your miracles Ben, you truly are an inspiration.

Agata Rybka-Boroś

one of the most moving songs in my life... i wish i could hear it during ben's performance :)

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