Oh, I didn’t know that you were watching,
Always searching for the angels
Coming down from the rafters
And the audience roars
Like you expected
Then sudden silence and
Discomfort but
Look through the windows
All these things they're
Glowing for you and
When you buy them
You feel happy for a sec.
Sitting on the porch at night
I think of all the things I got
I think of all the food I threw away
And when I die I’ll learn
Motion from a shadow and
When I’m born I’ll feel the wind
Blow through the holes in my jeans.
It’s ok I don’t have work today
I still got no time to play.
Sitting on the porch at night
I watch the cars drive by
With their back seats full of balloons
And I thought wow they must be
Having so much fun
And without me
How can I join them?
How can I please them?
Sitting on the porch at night
I saw the archer fall
Down from the tower and
Slam.
Sitting on the porch at night
I shine you with my flashlight
Our own personal spotlight
Sitting on the porch at night.
Even though they sing about injustice and being generally fed up with the male species, Camp Cope play like they’re having the time of their lives. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 2, 2018