Jeff Shattuck - We Tell the Best Lies to Ourselves (feat. Elliott Randall) Lyrics

It was early afternoon
High above hung the moon
As they waited for the train to come into view

And their thoughts, could not be said
Could not be formed, could not be read
They were caught in between what's behind and what's ahead

But still they hoped and they dreamed
And they tried to believe
And as they stared down the rails
They saw what they wanted to see
And it's a thing we do so well
We tell the very best lies to ourselves

They remembered everything
The streets of Rome, the Paris spring
The first night and last, and all that came between

And the minutes felt like years
A leap of faith fell to fear
As time rolled on and the train drew near

But still they hoped and they dreamed
And they tried to believe
That this long goodbye
Was not all that would be
And it's a thing we do so well
We tell the very best lies to ourselves

And they tried to say
Everything would be okay
But everything was turning from blue into grey