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by '''[[Dar Williams]]'''
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|song = What Do You Hear In These Sounds
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|artist = Dar Williams
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|album1 = Dar Williams:The End Of The Summer (1997)
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|language = English
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|star = Green
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I don't go to therapy to find out if I'm a freak
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<lyrics>
I go and I find the one and only answer every week
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I don't go to therapy to find out if I'm a freak
And it's just me and all the memories to follow
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I go and I find the one and only answer every week
Down any course that fits within a fifty minute hour
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And it's just me and all the memories to follow
And we fathom all the mysteries, explicit and inherent
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Down any course that fits within a fifty minute hour
When I hit a rut, she says to try the other parent
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And we fathom all the mysteries, explicit and inherent
And she's so kind, I think she wants to tell me something,
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When I hit a rut, she says to try the other parent
But she knows that its much better if I get it for myself...
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And she's so kind, I think she wants to tell me something,
And she says
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But she knows that its much better if I get it for myself...
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And she says
What do you hear in these sounds?
 
What do you hear in these sounds?
 
 
I say I hear a doubt, with the voice of true believing
 
And the promises to stay, and the footsteps that are leaving
 
And she says "Oh," I say, "What?" she says, "Exactly,"
 
I say, "What, you think I'm angry
 
Does that mean you think I'm angry?"
 
She says "Look, you come here every week
 
With jigsaw pieces of your past
 
Its all on little soundbytes and voices out of photographs
 
And that's all yours, that's the guide, that's the map
 
So tell me, where does the arrow point to?
 
Who invented roses?"
 
and...
 
 
What do you hear in these sounds?
 
What do you hear in these sounds?
 
 
And when I talk about therapy, I know what people think
 
That it only makes you selfish and in love with your shrink
 
But oh how I loved everybody else
 
When I finally got to talk so much about myself...
 
 
And I wake up and I ask myself what state I'm in
 
And I say well I'm lucky, 'cause I am like East Berlin
 
I had this wall and what I knew of the free world
 
Was that I could see their fireworks
 
And I could hear their radio
 
And I thought that if we met, I would only start confessing
 
And they'd know that I was scared
 
They'd would know that I was guessing
 
But the wall came down and there they stood before me
 
With their stumbling and their mumbling
 
And their calling out just like me, and...
 
 
The stories that nobody hears, and...
 
 
I collect these sounds in my ears, and...
 
 
That's what I hear in these sounds, and...
 
 
That's what I hear in these,
 
That's what I hear in these sounds.
 
   
==External Links==
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What do you hear in these sounds?
Search for [http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/redirect?link_code=ur2&tag=motiveforcell-20&camp=1789&creative=9325&path=external-search%3Fsearch-type=ss%26index=music%26keyword=What%20Do%20You%20Hear%20In%20These%20Sounds%20Dar%20Williams What Do You Hear In These Sounds] on Amazon
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What do you hear in these sounds?
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I say I hear a doubt, with the voice of true believing
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And the promises to stay, and the footsteps that are leaving
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And she says "Oh," I say, "What?" she says, "Exactly,"
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I say, "What, you think I'm angry
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Does that mean you think I'm angry?"
  +
She says "Look, you come here every week
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With jigsaw pieces of your past
  +
It's all on little soundbytes and voices out of photographs
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And that's all yours, that's the guide, that's the map
  +
So tell me, where does the arrow point to?
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Who invented roses?"
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And...
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What do you hear in these sounds?
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What do you hear in these sounds?
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And when I talk about therapy, I know what people think
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That it only makes you selfish and in love with your shrink
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But oh how I loved everybody else
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When I finally got to talk so much about myself...
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And I wake up and I ask myself what state I'm in
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And I say well I'm lucky, 'cause I am like East Berlin
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I had this wall and what I knew of the free world
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Was that I could see their fireworks
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And I could hear their radio
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And I thought that if we met, I would only start confessing
  +
And they'd know that I was scared
  +
They'd would know that I was guessing
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But the wall came down and there they stood before me
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With their stumbling and their mumbling
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And their calling out just like me, and...
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The stories that nobody hears, and...
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I collect these sounds in my ears, and...
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That's what I hear in these sounds, and...
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That's what I hear in these,
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That's what I hear in these sounds.
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</lyrics>
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Latest revision as of 10:58, November 7, 2018

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What Do You Hear In These Sounds

This song is by Dar Williams and appears on the album The End of The Summer (1997).

I don't go to therapy to find out if I'm a freak
I go and I find the one and only answer every week
And it's just me and all the memories to follow
Down any course that fits within a fifty minute hour
And we fathom all the mysteries, explicit and inherent
When I hit a rut, she says to try the other parent
And she's so kind, I think she wants to tell me something,
But she knows that its much better if I get it for myself...
And she says

What do you hear in these sounds?
What do you hear in these sounds?

I say I hear a doubt, with the voice of true believing
And the promises to stay, and the footsteps that are leaving
And she says "Oh," I say, "What?" she says, "Exactly,"
I say, "What, you think I'm angry
Does that mean you think I'm angry?"
She says "Look, you come here every week
With jigsaw pieces of your past
It's all on little soundbytes and voices out of photographs
And that's all yours, that's the guide, that's the map
So tell me, where does the arrow point to?
Who invented roses?"
And...

What do you hear in these sounds?
What do you hear in these sounds?

And when I talk about therapy, I know what people think
That it only makes you selfish and in love with your shrink
But oh how I loved everybody else
When I finally got to talk so much about myself...

And I wake up and I ask myself what state I'm in
And I say well I'm lucky, 'cause I am like East Berlin
I had this wall and what I knew of the free world
Was that I could see their fireworks
And I could hear their radio
And I thought that if we met, I would only start confessing
And they'd know that I was scared
They'd would know that I was guessing
But the wall came down and there they stood before me
With their stumbling and their mumbling
And their calling out just like me, and...

The stories that nobody hears, and...

I collect these sounds in my ears, and...

That's what I hear in these sounds, and...

That's what I hear in these,
That's what I hear in these sounds.

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