On the night I plan to leave for Oakland
Pull my jacket close and stand
Stumbling and stalled at the edge of town
Tremors in my hands
Walked for hours past mosaics of happy homes
Of shopping malls and suburban wonderlands
Left them to fade into the cold
And into the warmth, I went instead
Seated in a café
Gold rises from my fingertips
Music on the radio plays
And resolves itself in the distance
The freedom I need, the freedom I want
The things I wanna learn how to leave behind
Roads split open, and take me in
Where maybe I'll find
If there are worse ways to live an otherwise disappointing life
It's sort of an assurance, for when that life goes by
But if there are worse ways, then surely, there must be better ways too
Cause when I use to dream in colors, baby, I knew there was more than you
On the night I plan to leave for Oakland
And we were smoking with our friends outside in the dark
When I saw the dreams of a child fade, and I, gray and white,
Walk towards
The freedom I need, the freedom I want
The things I wanna learn how to leave behind
Roads split open, and take me in
Where maybe I'll find
If there are worse ways to live an otherwise disappointing life
It's sort of an assurance, for when that life goes by
But if there are worse ways to live, then surely, there must be better ways too
Cause when I use to dream in colors, baby, I knew there was more than you
Everdeens - This Side of Paradise Lyrics
Everdeens - This Side of Paradise Lyrics
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On the night I plan to leave for Oakland
Pull my jacket close and stand
Stumbling and stalled at the edge of town
Tremors in my hands
Walked for hours past mosaics of happy homes
Of shopping malls and suburban wonderlands
Left them to fade into the cold
And into the warmth, I went instead
Seated in a café
Gold rises from my fingertips
Music on the radio plays
And resolves itself in the distance
The freedom I need, the freedom I want
The things I wanna learn how to leave behind
Roads split open, and take me in
Where maybe I'll find
If there are worse ways to live an otherwise disappointing life
It's sort of an assurance, for when that life goes by
But if there are worse ways, then surely, there must be better ways too
Cause when I use to dream in colors, baby, I knew there was more than you
On the night I plan to leave for Oakland
And we were smoking with our friends outside in the dark
When I saw the dreams of a child fade, and I, gray and white,
Walk towards
The freedom I need, the freedom I want
The things I wanna learn how to leave behind
Roads split open, and take me in
Where maybe I'll find
If there are worse ways to live an otherwise disappointing life
It's sort of an assurance, for when that life goes by
But if there are worse ways to live, then surely, there must be better ways too
Cause when I use to dream in colors, baby, I knew there was more than you
Pull my jacket close and stand
Stumbling and stalled at the edge of town
Tremors in my hands
Walked for hours past mosaics of happy homes
Of shopping malls and suburban wonderlands
Left them to fade into the cold
And into the warmth, I went instead
Seated in a café
Gold rises from my fingertips
Music on the radio plays
And resolves itself in the distance
The freedom I need, the freedom I want
The things I wanna learn how to leave behind
Roads split open, and take me in
Where maybe I'll find
If there are worse ways to live an otherwise disappointing life
It's sort of an assurance, for when that life goes by
But if there are worse ways, then surely, there must be better ways too
Cause when I use to dream in colors, baby, I knew there was more than you
On the night I plan to leave for Oakland
And we were smoking with our friends outside in the dark
When I saw the dreams of a child fade, and I, gray and white,
Walk towards
The freedom I need, the freedom I want
The things I wanna learn how to leave behind
Roads split open, and take me in
Where maybe I'll find
If there are worse ways to live an otherwise disappointing life
It's sort of an assurance, for when that life goes by
But if there are worse ways to live, then surely, there must be better ways too
Cause when I use to dream in colors, baby, I knew there was more than you
Writer: Charles Irace
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