The Ones Who Stayed

craig262

Indie Post Punk

craig262

indie rock, art rock, baroque pop

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[Verse 2]
I packed a bag and I told everyone
I'd never set foot on this street again
But here I am at thirty-five
Parked outside your house at ten o'clock on a Tuesday
Like that's a normal thing to do
Like any of this is normal

[Pre-Chorus]
(building, voice straining)
We promised we'd get out together
Standing on the overpass
We promised
And one of us was lying
And I still don't know which

[Chorus]
(call and response, raw, two voices fighting)
You think I gave up
(You think I ran away)
You think I settled for this
(You think you were too good to stay)
The ones who stayed know something
That the ones who left forgot
The ones who left keep running
From the people who loved them most
From the people who actually loved them

[Verse 3]
(quieter, devastated, conversational)
Your kids look just like you did
Same crooked smile, same mess of hair
And when you asked me how the city is
I said it's great
But I'm not really there
I'm never really anywhere

[Pre-Chorus]
We said we'd stay close forever
In the parking lot, remember
One of us was dreaming
And one of us was not
And I don't know which is worse

[Chorus]
(rawer, organ swelling, voices cracking)
You think I gave up
(You think I ran away)
You think I settled
(You think you couldn't stay)
The ones who stayed know something
That the ones who left forgot
The ones who left keep running
From the people who loved them most

[Bridge]
(organ and voice, raw, exposed)
I'm sorry I made it look like leaving
Was the brave thing
I'm sorry I measured all my progress
In the distance I put between us
I'm sorry
I'm sorry

[Final Chorus]
(everything, voices together now, not fighting)
The ones who stayed know something
The ones who left forgot
The ones who left keep running
Keep running
Keep running

[Outro]
(stomping beat, voices fade, instruments hold then stop hard)
From the ones who loved them most
(end, abrupt)

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[Verse 1] (driving, confident, talk-sung) You got the job at the plant like your dad did Married young, bought the house with the chain-link fence Three bedrooms, same zip code, different life And you seem fine with it You seem completely fine [Verse 2] I packed a bag and I told everyone I'd never set foot on this street again But here I am at thirty-five Parked outside your house at ten o'clock on a Tuesday Like that's a normal thing to do Like any of this is normal [Pre-Chorus] (building, voice straining) We promised we'd get out together Standing on the overpass We promised And one of us was lying And I still don't know which [Chorus] (call and response, raw, two voices fighting) You think I gave up (You think I ran away) You think I settled for this (You think you were too good to stay) The ones who stayed know something That the ones who left forgot The ones who left keep running From the people who loved them most From the people who actually loved them [Verse 3] (quieter, devastated, conversational) Your kids look just like you did Same crooked smile, same mess of hair And when you asked me how the city is I said it's great But I'm not really there I'm never really anywhere [Pre-Chorus] We said we'd stay close forever In the parking lot, remember One of us was dreaming And one of us was not And I don't know which is worse [Chorus] (rawer, organ swelling, voices cracking) You think I gave up (You think I ran away) You think I settled (You think you couldn't stay) The ones who stayed know something That the ones who left forgot The ones who left keep running From the people who loved them most [Bridge] (organ and voice, raw, exposed) I'm sorry I made it look like leaving Was the brave thing I'm sorry I measured all my progress In the distance I put between us I'm sorry I'm sorry [Final Chorus] (everything, voices together now, not fighting) The ones who stayed know something The ones who left forgot The ones who left keep running Keep running Keep running [Outro] (stomping beat, voices fade, instruments hold then stop hard) From the ones who loved them most (end, abrupt)

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