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  1. August (Stripped)

From the recording (re)animate

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Jon Spurney: Piano; Wil Gravatt,: Trumpet; JM: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

Lyrics

AUGUST

You say you want to go back to the way it used to be
When everybody felt so fine
Money in our pockets and gas out in the car
Never running short on time
Remember how we'd take off for the slightest reason why?
Just pick up and leave it all behind

Now we're stuck in this tired old town
We're the only ones still hanging around

In August everybody goes away
These quiet streets feel so strange
These are the longest days
When you're waiting on a change

Slip out for a long walk to plan our getaway
Beneath a watchdog moon
The whole world is standing still, the air don't even move
Except the ghost of you

You walk beside me but we're getting nowhere
I'm not sure if you're really there

In August everybody goes away
This quiet house seems so strange
These are the longest days
When you're waiting on a change

And I know you're miles away
On your island in the air
Tonight if you come back home
I swear we can change

Now you wonder if you got it all wrong
All your dreams are ten years gone

Everybody goes away
These quiet streets feel so strange
These are the longest days
When you're waiting on a change
In August everybody goes away
This quiet house seems so strange
These are the longest days
When you're waiting on a change