post-real from scrap album by natfly
mmm this one is interesting. it's the first song officially that i've ever written on the piano. i wrote it one day after i realized i knew nothing about my friend and i'd been idolizing her a little bit. it starts out about her and to some extent it is throughout, but it's about me too, or at least me talking to her. i call her "pretty one" because that seems really all that other people seem to think about her.
(may 15)
Tracklist
| 6. | post-real | 3:16 |
Lyrics
pretty one I never get what you say
there’s something different every single day
I never thought that I’d want to play alone
but I guess that’s a side effect of growing old
I grew up along three river beds
eight long years and it's still stuck in my head
I'll go back and everything will have changed
and while I'll mourn I know that I'm not the same
and I know it's wrong
and I know I'm wrong
pretty one I always miss you
none of it fits but it's all true
I feel alone every single day
but even still I think that I’ll be okay
And I know it's wrong
And I know I'm wrong
(we're both a bit lonely)
