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FOND FAREWELL
Elliott Smith


The Litebrite's now black and white
Cause they took apart a picture that wasn't right
Pitch burning on a shining sheet
The only maker that you'd want to meet
A dying man in a living room
Whose shadow paces the floor
He'll take you out any open door

[Chorus]
This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
It's not what i'm like
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
I couldn't get things right
Fond farewell to a friend

He said really I just wanna dance
Good and evil matched perfect it's a great romance
I can deal with some psychic pain
If it'll slow down my higher brain
Veins full of disappearing ink
Vomiting in the kitchen sink
Disconnecting from the missing link

[Chorus]
This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
It's not what i'm like
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
I couldn't get things right
Fond farewell to a friend

I see you're leaving me and taking up with the enemy
The cold comfort of the in between
A little less than a human being
A little less than a happy high
A little less than a suicide
The only things that you really tried

Ch
This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
It's not what i'm like
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
I couldn't get things right
Fond farewell to a friend
This is not my life


ELLIOTT SMITH

Steven Paul "Elliott" Smith (August 6, 1969 – October 21, 2003) was an American songwriter and musician. Smith was born in Omaha, Nebraska, raised primarily in Texas, and resided for a significant portion of his life in Portland, Oregon, where he first gained popularity. His primary instrument was the guitar, but he was also proficient at piano, clarinet, bass, drums and harmonica. Smith had a distinctive vocal style characterized by his "whispery, spiderweb-thin delivery" and use of multi-tracking to create vocal harmonies. ... Read More