Avalon
Words and Music © 2006 Torey Adler

You and I we should have known better
we can learn from our mistakes
what do we do now, it's all messed up
and you can't fix some things when they break
like a washing machine or a Pontiac
an old grandfather clock
everything we had is all in the garbage
ain't worth more than a pile of rocks

Avalon, you're so pretty but it don't mean a thing
I can't tell you how that makes me feel
Avalon, you're so pretty but it don't mean a thing
ain't nothing good in this world is real

Life is short and you can't change it
in the end there's no guarantee
everything you do is like burning up money
and none of the best things in life are free
like a washing machine or a Pontiac
an old grandfather clock
everything we had is all in the garbage
ain't worth more than a pile of rocks

Avalon, you're so pretty but it don't mean a thing
I can't tell you how that makes me feel
Avalon, you're so pretty but it don't mean a thing
ain't nothing good in this world is real

There's a hill at the edge of town
a craggy peak of grass and stone
last night I stood at the top looking out
at the city lights and the stars shining down
I thought about jumping and I thought about flight
I closed my eyes and I screamed in the wind
everything we had is all in the garbage
walk away; start again.

Avalon, you're so pretty but it don't mean a thing
I can't tell you how that makes me feel
Avalon, you're so pretty but it don't mean a thing
ain't nothing good in this world is real



 

 

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