Ben Folds Amelia Bright (Mitch Easter Sessions, 2000)
Hey, something is new
It got into me and I hope that it got into you
The way my covers are made
Trumpets will play
And I hope that it's inside
I hope that it got into you
There's no doubt
Here lies Amelia Bright
In a red 50's dress
From a thrift shop nearby
I laid on the ground and stared at the sky
With Amelia Bright
There's clothes
That hide them away
There's me spread
All over the floor
And I'm lost in one place,
I'm stuck, and I'm straight,
And I hope that you feel the same way
There's no doubt
Here lies Amelia Bright
In a red 50's dress
From a thrift shop nearby
I laid on the grass and stared at the sky
With Amelia Bright
There's no doubt
There's nothing to work out
You're alone
'Cause you're always on your own
When you yawn,
It makes me want to yawn, too
Plain, expressionless view
It got into you with a necklace, no shoes,
The promise of truth
And a life to be bright and new
There's no doubt
Here lies Amelia Bright
Over the bars of the graveyard at night
I laid on the grass
And stared at the sky
With Amelia Bright
With Amelia Bright
With Amelia Bright
