Kind Of Like Spitting Grenada Lyrics

Grenada Lyrics

City spread below us from the hill.  The weather white gypsy town looks to be
natural still.  Someone made it real one day.  Someone built a downtown mall
but didn't sign their name.  <i>[something]</i> Cars become our
castles sidewalks open into moats.  No one walks and talks a lot anymore.  So
we gather round fatefully where we can hear, nothing felt, nothing found.  I
have to tell myself I'm having fun way too many times through the night.  I
have to tell myself I'm having fun way too many times through the night. 
Beauty worn with age is timeless still.  Can't fill my heart cuz I can't get my
fill.  And the crimes that I commit against myself.  Patience wanes and I
embrace the patience that is fear.  Bitter pill.  Sit alone at home and wait
for you.  Seems like what a lonely man should do.  As if lovelorn, taken from a
film.  Pencil in an actress with a paragraph.  How I may find peace and meaning
still in a little retreat just beyond these hills.  I have to tell myself I'm
having fun way too many times through the night.  I have to tell myself I'm
having fun way too many times through the night.  I have to tell myself I'm
having fun way too many times through the night.