All instruments: Tim Hall, except
Drums: James "Jiggitty" "Blade" Haley
Words and music by Tim Hall
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Not a love song. I still haven't written a love song. (What could I possibly add to Keats, Shakespeare and Solomon?) It's a song about my brother Dave and me. So, yeah, I guess in a way it is kind of a love song.
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calculate, radiate...
appreciate, just can't wait...
hey, whaddaya say we meet in the middle?
it's a place we don't get to see that much.
you can be melody, i will be harmony.
we'll see how many people we can touch...
i wanna dip your hands in pepperdust,
and you want to pin a battery-powered halo to my shirt.
hey, whaddaya say we meet in the middle?
it's a place we don't get to see that much.
this time i'm melody, you can be harmony
we'll see how many people we can touch...
maybe your world's too big to put anything meaningful in it anymore,
maybe my world's too small for love...
hey, whaddaya say we meet in the middle?
it's a place we don't get to see that much.
you turn this way, i'll turn that way
we'll see how many people we can reach out and grab and touch
hey, i'll see you there in the middle.
it's not so bad when you're not alone.
and when we get there to the middle,
we'll see that from the middle, the middle looks a whole lot like home.
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