54 Queen Street South Paroles

I'll flip through racks for days
This isn't getting old
This is the way that I fall into
Finding all the best things the hardest way

I know this music has to be
A living piece that showed me how to believe
In world where your nothing on a record sleeve
So please just open your door

I've been living a lie but I've been getting by all right
With my eyes hard shut I can almost hear the notes tonight
From the back of the record store songs I've never heard before
Taught me everything and shaped who I am today
Now it's been too long and I'm living a lie

And even if I can't take back the last one that’s scratched
I'll live with this decision like I meant to make it anyway
And even now I can't get down today

I thought that this music had to be
A living piece you had to get out and see
Now I'm waiting here on the corner of queen
For you to open your doors

I've been living a lie but I've been getting by all right
With my eyes hard shut I can almost hear the notes tonight
From the back of the record store songs I've never heard before
Taught me everything and shaped who I am today
Now it's been too long and I'm living a lie

Then you sit idle with your blank stare
As you gaze towards that chalk board
To give you some sign of release

It isn't just plain white noise to me
It isn't just four straight chords to me
It isn't just this, it’s everything I've known
And all the times that I've said...
I used to think I had it all
Lying with my records solved it all
Now I'm stuck here in this grey world
Wishing of some place to get it all?

I've been living a lie but I've been getting by all right
With my eyes hard shut I can almost hear the notes tonight
From the back of the record store songs I've never heard before
Taught me everything and shaped who I am today
Now it's been too long and I'm living a lie