| Song | Stare at the Sun |
| Artist | Eleanor Friedberger |
| Album | Merge Sampler | Fall 2013 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| In the back of the taxi you turned off the TV | |
| And read me a book on your phone | |
| Here’s the return of your skeleton key | |
| Oh baby, the places we’ve gone | |
| If that was goodbye then I must be high | |
| You know I’ll be seeing you soon | |
| If that was goodbye then the snow in July | |
| Is handed in the middle of June | |
| Give me your toothpaste, give me your ointment | |
| Give me your body and then | |
| Keep this in amber, keep our appointment | |
| Remember the things that we said | |
| If that was goodbye then I must be high | |
| You must be the sugar I need | |
| If that was goodbye then I am a fly | |
| And the future’s guaranteed | |
| ‘Cause when I’m with you, everything’s treasure | |
| I forget what it’s like to be gone | |
| I’m far from the town, in the suburbs of your pleasure | |
| I’ve been in exile so long | |
| I’ll try not to stare at the sun, oh, | |
| I’ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I’ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| Go out and get coffee and synchronize showers | |
| I try not to look at the clock | |
| Goodbye to your castle, wave from the tower | |
| And drop me a light from the dark | |
| If that was goodbye then you must be high | |
| And maybe I’m loosing a thread | |
| If that was goodbye then the sea has run dry | |
| So I’ll fill it with tears instead | |
| ‘Cause when I’m with you, everything’s treasure | |
| I forget what it’s like to be gone | |
| I’m far from the town, in the suburbs of your pleasure | |
| I’ve been in exile so long | |
| I’ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I’ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I’ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| ‘Cause when I’m with you, everything’s treasure | |
| I forget what it’s like to be gone | |
| I’m far from the town, in the suburbs of your pleasure | |
| I’ve been in exile so long | |
| I’ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I’ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I’ll try not to stare at the sun |
| In the back of the taxi you turned off the TV | |
| And read me a book on your phone | |
| Here' s the return of your skeleton key | |
| Oh baby, the places we' ve gone | |
| If that was goodbye then I must be high | |
| You know I' ll be seeing you soon | |
| If that was goodbye then the snow in July | |
| Is handed in the middle of June | |
| Give me your toothpaste, give me your ointment | |
| Give me your body and then | |
| Keep this in amber, keep our appointment | |
| Remember the things that we said | |
| If that was goodbye then I must be high | |
| You must be the sugar I need | |
| If that was goodbye then I am a fly | |
| And the future' s guaranteed | |
| ' Cause when I' m with you, everything' s treasure | |
| I forget what it' s like to be gone | |
| I' m far from the town, in the suburbs of your pleasure | |
| I' ve been in exile so long | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun, oh, | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| Go out and get coffee and synchronize showers | |
| I try not to look at the clock | |
| Goodbye to your castle, wave from the tower | |
| And drop me a light from the dark | |
| If that was goodbye then you must be high | |
| And maybe I' m loosing a thread | |
| If that was goodbye then the sea has run dry | |
| So I' ll fill it with tears instead | |
| ' Cause when I' m with you, everything' s treasure | |
| I forget what it' s like to be gone | |
| I' m far from the town, in the suburbs of your pleasure | |
| I' ve been in exile so long | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| ' Cause when I' m with you, everything' s treasure | |
| I forget what it' s like to be gone | |
| I' m far from the town, in the suburbs of your pleasure | |
| I' ve been in exile so long | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun |
| In the back of the taxi you turned off the TV | |
| And read me a book on your phone | |
| Here' s the return of your skeleton key | |
| Oh baby, the places we' ve gone | |
| If that was goodbye then I must be high | |
| You know I' ll be seeing you soon | |
| If that was goodbye then the snow in July | |
| Is handed in the middle of June | |
| Give me your toothpaste, give me your ointment | |
| Give me your body and then | |
| Keep this in amber, keep our appointment | |
| Remember the things that we said | |
| If that was goodbye then I must be high | |
| You must be the sugar I need | |
| If that was goodbye then I am a fly | |
| And the future' s guaranteed | |
| ' Cause when I' m with you, everything' s treasure | |
| I forget what it' s like to be gone | |
| I' m far from the town, in the suburbs of your pleasure | |
| I' ve been in exile so long | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun, oh, | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| Go out and get coffee and synchronize showers | |
| I try not to look at the clock | |
| Goodbye to your castle, wave from the tower | |
| And drop me a light from the dark | |
| If that was goodbye then you must be high | |
| And maybe I' m loosing a thread | |
| If that was goodbye then the sea has run dry | |
| So I' ll fill it with tears instead | |
| ' Cause when I' m with you, everything' s treasure | |
| I forget what it' s like to be gone | |
| I' m far from the town, in the suburbs of your pleasure | |
| I' ve been in exile so long | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| ' Cause when I' m with you, everything' s treasure | |
| I forget what it' s like to be gone | |
| I' m far from the town, in the suburbs of your pleasure | |
| I' ve been in exile so long | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun | |
| I' ll try not to stare at the sun |