From the recording Tell Me

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Lyrics

Figurines

Driving in his car
To get away so far
Soon enough he was there
The map had helped him find his way

Sitting at the table, he tries to remember
How they'd run around in circles
Chasing each other every day

He finds the same old things on the shelf
The books he never found the time to read
The dusty figurines and broken pieces
Of all the things he's done and seen

The sunlight shines through
The dusty window
And settles on the glasses
Set to dry

He finds the same old things on the shelf
The books he never found the time to read
The dusty figurines and broken pieces
Of all the things he's done and seen

In the deep light of the fading afternoon
He lifts his arms at sunset near the water
Everything is quiet all around
The birds fall silent, woah

He finds the same old things on the shelf
The books he never found the time to read
The dusty figurines and broken pieces
Ooh ooh ooh
Ahh ahh ahh

*Instrumental*

He finds the same old things on the shelf
The books he never found the time to read
The dusty figurines and broken pieces
The dusty figurines
(All the things he's done and seen)
The books he’ll never read
(All the things he's done and seen)
Ooh, they’re all he sees
(All the things he's done and seen)
All the things he’s done and seen