My Oldest Memory
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โฑ๏ธ 4:31 duration
๐ ID: 6496942
๐ Lyrics
I cracked my knuckles and I said grace
And gave thanks for being 100 and still feeling amazed
Out where the waves wrestle with the dirty brine
This is a lonely place, this was a home of mine
And after the struggle, I'd watch the sand settle
Over the quiet reef, it's my oldest memory
And I don't know whose land we're on
Is this an island that plots like a villain
Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
Well, I don't know
I curse the weapon we stub our toes on
Its the land of make believe, can't you see, can't you see?
Now in the dirt where I put my feet and in the trunk of my body
I'm only shy here when I want to be, my head between my cypress knees
And in the top of the canopy of the trees I am climbing
The morning sun here, you will see, it's my oldest memory
And I don't know whose land we're on
Is this an island that plots like a villain
Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
Is this an island that plots like a villain
Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
I don't know
And gave thanks for being 100 and still feeling amazed
Out where the waves wrestle with the dirty brine
This is a lonely place, this was a home of mine
And after the struggle, I'd watch the sand settle
Over the quiet reef, it's my oldest memory
And I don't know whose land we're on
Is this an island that plots like a villain
Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
Well, I don't know
I curse the weapon we stub our toes on
Its the land of make believe, can't you see, can't you see?
Now in the dirt where I put my feet and in the trunk of my body
I'm only shy here when I want to be, my head between my cypress knees
And in the top of the canopy of the trees I am climbing
The morning sun here, you will see, it's my oldest memory
And I don't know whose land we're on
Is this an island that plots like a villain
Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
Is this an island that plots like a villain
Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
I don't know
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.63] I cracked my knuckles and I said grace
[00:20.78] And gave thanks for being 100 and still feeling amazed
[00:30.15] Out where the waves wrestle with the dirty brine
[00:43.69] This is a lonely place, this was a home of mine
[00:54.54] And after the struggle, I'd watch the sand settle
[01:08.19] Over the quiet reef, it's my oldest memory
[01:22.67] And I don't know whose land we're on
[01:28.08] Is this an island that plots like a villain
[01:39.78] Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
[01:57.80] Well, I don't know
[02:04.83] I curse the weapon we stub our toes on
[02:13.97] Its the land of make believe, can't you see, can't you see?
[02:26.56] Now in the dirt where I put my feet and in the trunk of my body
[02:39.26] I'm only shy here when I want to be, my head between my cypress knees
[02:50.11] And in the top of the canopy of the trees I am climbing
[03:03.74] The morning sun here, you will see, it's my oldest memory
[03:16.32] And I don't know whose land we're on
[03:23.57] Is this an island that plots like a villain
[03:33.51] Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
[03:48.85] Is this an island that plots like a villain
[04:00.98] Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
[04:17.43] I don't know
[04:22.69]
[00:20.78] And gave thanks for being 100 and still feeling amazed
[00:30.15] Out where the waves wrestle with the dirty brine
[00:43.69] This is a lonely place, this was a home of mine
[00:54.54] And after the struggle, I'd watch the sand settle
[01:08.19] Over the quiet reef, it's my oldest memory
[01:22.67] And I don't know whose land we're on
[01:28.08] Is this an island that plots like a villain
[01:39.78] Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
[01:57.80] Well, I don't know
[02:04.83] I curse the weapon we stub our toes on
[02:13.97] Its the land of make believe, can't you see, can't you see?
[02:26.56] Now in the dirt where I put my feet and in the trunk of my body
[02:39.26] I'm only shy here when I want to be, my head between my cypress knees
[02:50.11] And in the top of the canopy of the trees I am climbing
[03:03.74] The morning sun here, you will see, it's my oldest memory
[03:16.32] And I don't know whose land we're on
[03:23.57] Is this an island that plots like a villain
[03:33.51] Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
[03:48.85] Is this an island that plots like a villain
[04:00.98] Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
[04:17.43] I don't know
[04:22.69]