Song Gone Wrong
I wanted to show you
That i could write a pretty song
But just so you know
In these major keys i don't belong
Maybe I'll sing
Diminished just once in a while
So that this thing
Will feel less forced and more my style
Talking in tongues
A message draped in mystery
From songs that we've sung
Pulled from the scores of history
Placement of prose
A single chord is carrying
The weight of these words
Those kids back in Hali
Man they love their xylophones
But down in the alley
We can't relate angelic tones
To wicked worlds
Pouring out ourselves into the
Minor chords
Ones that make the words ring true
I wanted to show you
That I could write a happy song
But just so you know
These major keys just feel all wrong
Maybe I'll sing
Diminished just once in a while
So that this thing
Will feel less forced and more my style
I find it hard to show
Just what makes me feel this way
I guess i'm ashamed
When i've got nothing good to say
And i reach down inside
All i find is growing cold
The deeper I go
The further from the breathing hole
I wanted to show
I could sing a joyous song
So all of the kids
Up in the north end could sing along
But if i tried to make nice
With all those things that steered me wrong
Back in the valley
They'd wonder where the feelings gone
That i could write a pretty song
But just so you know
In these major keys i don't belong
Maybe I'll sing
Diminished just once in a while
So that this thing
Will feel less forced and more my style
Talking in tongues
A message draped in mystery
From songs that we've sung
Pulled from the scores of history
Placement of prose
A single chord is carrying
The weight of these words
Those kids back in Hali
Man they love their xylophones
But down in the alley
We can't relate angelic tones
To wicked worlds
Pouring out ourselves into the
Minor chords
Ones that make the words ring true
I wanted to show you
That I could write a happy song
But just so you know
These major keys just feel all wrong
Maybe I'll sing
Diminished just once in a while
So that this thing
Will feel less forced and more my style
I find it hard to show
Just what makes me feel this way
I guess i'm ashamed
When i've got nothing good to say
And i reach down inside
All i find is growing cold
The deeper I go
The further from the breathing hole
I wanted to show
I could sing a joyous song
So all of the kids
Up in the north end could sing along
But if i tried to make nice
With all those things that steered me wrong
Back in the valley
They'd wonder where the feelings gone
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Gillis
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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