Liars Lyrics

by Gregory Alan Isakov

Gregory Alan Isakov Liars Lyrics

You take the big one,
And I'll take his brother
Let's get this over with,
Because I'm late for work
Do you remember when we were young?
The swing sets, the castles, the days in the sun
I sold all my baseball cards to buy me these clothes
It's just how it goes, and that's how it goes
And that's how it goes
And I keep on thinking
It's time to move on
Move out to the city so huge
Meet me some people
Seems these old hills, they keep on calling
The clouds around here talk, man, I've been listening
I sold all these clothes to buy me this land
Now I'm sort of happy, most of the time
Most of the time
Been riding lots of trains, the same ones as you
How come you get to talk to everybody?
I'm just looking out my window, but I ain't you
And you keep on pointing out my halo
Your big pointy fingers, six-fingered hand
And I sold this land to buy me some dreams
Just like those movies we play when we're kids
Yeah, now we're just liars
Now we're just liars
Now we're just liars
Now we're just liars
Now we're just liars
Now we're just liars
Now we're just liars
Now we're just liars

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