Lirik Lagu What Do You Hear In These Sounds - Dar Williams
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I don't go to therapy to find out if I'm a freakI go and I find the one and only answer every weekAnd it's just me and all the memories to followDown any course that fits within a fifty minute hourAnd we fathom all the mysteries, explicit and inherentWhen I hit a rut, she says to try the other parentAnd she's so kind, I think she wants to tell me something,But she knows that its much better if I get it for myself...And she says
What do you hear in these sounds?What do you hear in these sounds?
I say I hear a doubt, with the voice of true believingAnd the promises to stay, and the footsteps that are leavingAnd she says "Oh," I say, "What?" she says, "Exactly,"I say, "What, you think I'm angryDoes that mean you think I'm angry?"She says "Look, you come here every weekWith jigsaw pieces of your pastIts all on little soundbytes and voices out of photographsAnd that's all yours, that's the guide, that's the mapSo tell me, where does the arrow point to?Who invented roses?"and...
What do you hear in these sounds?What do you hear in these sounds?
And when I talk about therapy, I know what people thinkThat it only makes you selfish and in love with your shrinkBut oh how I loved everybody elseWhen I finally got to talk so much about myself...
And I wake up and I ask myself what state I'm inAnd I say well I'm lucky, 'cause I am like East BerlinI had this wall and what I knew of the free worldWas that I could see their fireworksAnd I could hear their radioAnd I thought that if we met, I would only start confessingAnd they'd know that I was scaredThey'd would know that I was guessingBut the wall came down and there they stood before meWith their stumbling and their mumblingAnd their calling out just like me, and...
The stories that nobody hears, and...I coll
What do you hear in these sounds?What do you hear in these sounds?
I say I hear a doubt, with the voice of true believingAnd the promises to stay, and the footsteps that are leavingAnd she says "Oh," I say, "What?" she says, "Exactly,"I say, "What, you think I'm angryDoes that mean you think I'm angry?"She says "Look, you come here every weekWith jigsaw pieces of your pastIts all on little soundbytes and voices out of photographsAnd that's all yours, that's the guide, that's the mapSo tell me, where does the arrow point to?Who invented roses?"and...
What do you hear in these sounds?What do you hear in these sounds?
And when I talk about therapy, I know what people thinkThat it only makes you selfish and in love with your shrinkBut oh how I loved everybody elseWhen I finally got to talk so much about myself...
And I wake up and I ask myself what state I'm inAnd I say well I'm lucky, 'cause I am like East BerlinI had this wall and what I knew of the free worldWas that I could see their fireworksAnd I could hear their radioAnd I thought that if we met, I would only start confessingAnd they'd know that I was scaredThey'd would know that I was guessingBut the wall came down and there they stood before meWith their stumbling and their mumblingAnd their calling out just like me, and...
The stories that nobody hears, and...I coll
