Bob Mould - Moving Trucks

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Tell me that you're feeling trapped in this life

Thinking of moving away

You say that it's all for the best

We'll both be better off that way



My jaw hits the floor as the words sink in

I didn't know you felt so strongly

Makes me wonder what went wrong



Trust barely drips through the sieve

And I still can't believe it

Our love fades and drifts away

Stand by for the last refrain

The moving trucks are pulling up in our front yard



So this is the way that it feels

I wondered how this might feel

The sound of your voice fades away

Like an echo in some empty cave



The 411 in my area code

Has got no listing for me

And all my mail sits there in the post box

It seems I've lost the key



Coffee, it comes to a boil

The percolator's making noises

No one left to blame

Stand by for the last refrain

I still hear the moving trucks back up in our front yard



Today is the day, I forget all about it

Oh, it's over, don't worry about it

Today I can open the window

Today is the day, I can fly



Today I am starting the rest of my life

Today I can touch the sky

And I can leave the beeping sound

Of that truck behind



No moving trucks to hold me down

No moving trucks to hold me down

No moving trucks to hold me down

No moving trucks to hold me down

© GRANARY MUSIC;




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