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Silverstein
Silverstein


Background information
Origin Burlington, Ontario, Canada
Genre(s) Screamo
Emo
Post-Hardcore
Years active 2000—present
Label(s) Universal
Hopeless Records
Victory Records
Website Website
Members
Paul Koehler
Neil Boshart
Josh Bradford
Billy Hamilton
Shane Told
Former members
Richard McWalter



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Silverstein Album


Summer's Stellar Gaze (08/07/2000)
08/07/2000
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I gave you everything,
but it just wasn't enough to make you stay.
You said you'd give me time and space again.
I asked to see you everyday.
Now I'm waiting four year just to feel your touch,
waiting four whole years to say how much I care.
The flowers I gave you, died,
lost and been thrown away, just like me.
Life has passed me by, reflected in my eye.
Never again will I have you beside me, you to be there.
The years behind cost more than I'll ever have.
Now I'm waiting four years just to hear your voice,
waiting four whole years to lie right by your side.
I waited all this time, just to see your smile.
I waited all this time to say how much I care.
Can you see me waiting for you everyday?

. . .


You won't repeat this for the rest of the crowd.
I know they will miss but you'll still feel proud.
but you'll still feel proud.

Say it's gold, say it's fine.
The secrets out that you're mine.
Say it's gold, say it's fine.
The secrets out that you're mine.
Yeah.
Say it's gold, say it's fine.

The secrets out that you're mine.
The television radiates as the clock ticks on and on and on.
It's getting too late and it's time to move on. [x2]


. . .


Your life lives half a nation away,
my heart hurts so.
I believe letting you go was the biggest mistake of my life. What did I do?
Alone and confused.
What can I say?
What can I do?
I'm heading the wrong way home.
Knowing alone is alone.
It's just too difficult to be just me instead of we.
What did I do?
Alone and confused.
What can I say?
Nothing.
I don't know where to begin since you left me for him.
I don't know where to begin and you left me for him.
I don't want to start again, and I can't be your friend.
I don't know where to begin since you left me for him.


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As time passes us by and hurries us with pride,
we'll have the past for the rest of our lives.
Don't lose touch with reality,
compensate for life's stupidity.
I wait for it. You know that it's true.
You cannot lose.
A summer can't be forgotten from the words that you speak. Summer's stellar gaze.
I wait for it. You know that it's true.
You cannot lose.
You're one of the few.
Summer's Stellar Gaze.

. . .


You left me,
now you come back to me saying it's changed
and we're not the same people we once were.
And you beg to be back with me,
I can't see anything but you.
Every night, I see you there.
Everyday, I hate you and everything we once were.
You keep saying it's changed and we're not the same.
And you beg to be back with me,
now I can't see anything.
I won't forget everything that you put us through.
Every night, I see you there.
Everyday, I hate you.
Crying can't carry you back to me.


. . .


I thought we'd be together forever.
But it seems I was wrong and everything's falling apart. Think of what I've done for you.
Think of all that we've been through.
I hope every time he breaks your heart you think of me
and how I was to you.
Everything's falling apart.
One day you'll see just how good I was.
And I thought that we'd be together forever.

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

. . .


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