Ten thousand words swarm around my head Ten million more in books written beneath my bed I wrote or read them all when searchin' in the swarms Still can't find out how to hold my hands And I know you need me in the next room over But I am stuck in here all paralyzed For months I got myself in ruts Too much time spent in mirrors framed in yellow walls We love to talk on things we don't know about starts and ends within the same node. At anyone's expese except their own Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS). And everyone around me shakes their head in disbelief And how the experts all have had their doubts I'm no different Still can't find how to hold my hands He feels tainted, trying to protect those he cares about from what he’s seen and done and become (“the clothes I wore out there I will not wear ‘round you”). Ain't it like most people? Is that you have your good times Would they laugh if they knew who paid? And after we are through ten years I wrote or read them all when searchin' in the swarms We love to talk on things we don't know about

I wrote or read them all when searchin' in the swarms Ten Thousand Words Ten thousand words swarm round my head, Ten million more in books written beneath my bed. And says I'm too caught up And I can't believe it when I hear the jokes they make Make sure your selection Ain't it like most people? We love to talk on things we don't know about, The Avett Brothers Lyrics provided by SongLyrics.com. We love to talk on things we don't know about. And they'll be quick to point out our shortcomings We love to talk on things we don't know about I wrote or read them all when searchin’ in the swarms. But their good times come with prices I'm no different Ain't it like most people? I'm no different I'm no different I'm no different, And everyone around me shakes their head in disbelief. Ain't it like most people? And how the experts all have had their doubts, Ain't it like most people? And I know you need me in the next room over Ten thousand words swarm 'round my head Ten million more in books written beneath my bed I wrote or read them all when searchin' in the swarms Still can't find how to hold my hands I'm no different The image that comes to mind is someone trying to “play tough”, waving off a serious comment after saying it, even though the verses clearly show the struggle. The chorus almost seems like the narrator is trying to shrug it off like he doesn’t care, or that it’s no big deal. Ten million more in books written beneath my bed. We love to talk on things we don't know about

And truth is cool but all that matters

Ten million more in books written beneath my bed Ten thousand words swarm around my head Ten million more in books written beneath my bed I wrote or read them all when searchin' in the swarms Still can't find out how to hold my hands And I know you need me in the next room over But I am stuck in here all paralyzed For months I got myself in ruts Too much time spent in mirrors framed in yellow walls Ain't it like most people? "Ten Thousand Words".

The Avett Brothers Lyrics.

I wrote or read them all when searching in the swarm still can’t find out how to hold my hands. We love to talk on things we don't know about

And they'll be quick to point out our shortcomings

HOT SONG: Jennifer Lopez & Maluma – "Pa Ti" - LYRICS. For months I got myself in ruts We love to talk on things we don't know about I'll come back home without my things And everyone around me shakes their head in disbelief And they'll be quick to point out our shortcommings Ten thousand words swarm around my head. But I am stuck in here all paralyzed Ain't it like most people?

And I can't believe it when I hear the jokes they make And I know you need me in the next room over The narrator is stuck in their own thoughts, feeling awkard inside himself (“can’t find how to hold my hands”,“too much time spent in mirrors”) and disappointed that everyone around them only seems to care about “having a good time”. Ain't it like most people? I'll come back home without my things Lyrics to 'Ten Thousand Words' by Avett Brothers. At anyone's expense except their own They say young is good and old is fine And how the experts all have had their doubts Still can't find out how to hold my hands Copyright: Writer(s): Robert William Crawford, Scott Yancey Avett, Timothy Seth Avett Lyrics Terms of Use, Ten thousand words swarm around my head I'm no different And I can't believe it when I hear the jokes they make But I am stuck in here all paralyzed. Ain't it like most people?

We love to talk on things we don't know about. And I know you need me in the next room over. 'Cause the clothes I wore out there I will not wear 'round you Would they laugh if they knew who paid? Would they laugh if they knew who paid? I'm no different But their good times come with prices

This attitude leaves a bitter taste in his mouth (“their good times come with prices”, “would they laugh if they knew who paid”). Too much time spent in mirrors framed in yellow walls But their good times come with prices And truth is cool but all that matters I’m unsure of the intended meaning behind this song, but to me it always sounds like The Avett Brothers are embodying what it feels like trying to come back from a traumatic event like war. We love to talk on things we don't know about Still can't find out how to hold my hands, And I know you need me in the next room over

Too much time spent in mirrors framed in yellow walls, Ain't it like most people? We love to talk on things we don't know about Ain't it like most people?

Of making it to be the most glorious of debuts Ten million more in books written beneath my bed, And I know you need me in the next room over, Too much time spent in mirrors framed in yellow walls, Ain't it like most people?
They say young is good and old is fine Ten thousand words swarm around my head I'm no different At anyone's expense except their own I'm no different I'm no different Ain't it like most people? Too much time spent in mirrors framed in yellow walls And everyone around me shakes their head in disbelief I'll come back home without my things I wrote or read them all when searchin' in the swarms Ain't it like most people? 'Cause the clothes I wore out there I will not wear 'round you
Cause the clothes I wore out there I will not wear 'round you Ain't it like most people? But I am stuck in here all paralyzed

But I am stuck in here all paralyzed And after we are through ten years For months I got myself in ruts Is that you have your good times They say young is good and old is fine Ain't it like most people? Still can’t find out how to hold my hands. Ten million more in books written beneath my bed We love to talk on things we don't know about We love to talk on things we don't know about I'm no different This is just a preview!

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