Sunday, Morning After

At Home We Are Tourists, Settle

Contributors
Vocals, Guitar, Synth: Dave Goletz
Drums: Willie Rose
Bass, Vocals: Chris Burcin
Guitar, Vocals, Synth: Nick Rose
Lyrics

I woke up one morning in the bathroom of your house, you were upstairs sleeping so I let myself out. I walked around your garden, I kissed the morning air. Your neighbors saw me throwing stones, but they didn’t seem to care. I used to think I’d have to say goodbye, but I don’t think you know who I am. I used to think I’d have to say goodbye, but I don’t think I know who you are. I know you’ve got other friends still asleep in separate beds. It doesn’t bother me that much knowing they could be me instead. We’re just a common tale, you know, just wet lips and cigarettes. No different than a random act of love, that we’ll soon forget.

Artist Bio

Settle

Settle

Anyone who thinks that rock n' roll dreams still can't come true apparently hasn't heard Settle's story. Although the four-piece rock act ...

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