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Strays
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On Tour
Indie Rock
Strays was released on October 5, 2010 by Saddle Creek as a part of the album The Game of Monogamy
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Release DateOctober 5, 2010
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM127

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tim Kasher
Tim Kasher
Performer
Patrick Newbery
Patrick Newbery
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Kasher
Tim Kasher
Songwriter
Patrick Newbery
Patrick Newbery
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tim Kasher
Tim Kasher
Producer
AJ Mogis
AJ Mogis
Mixing Engineer
Brett Allen
Brett Allen
Engineer
Doug Van Sloun
Doug Van Sloun
Mastering Engineer
Nolan McCormick
Nolan McCormick
Engineer
Patrick Newbery
Patrick Newbery
Producer

Lyrics

I've been thinking I should write some
kind of love song for you.
To prove to you I do.
It shouldn't be too hard to write,
I'll just think of that time I first
saw you in Omaha.
You were stranded on Jackson
with bus fare to who knows where.
I took you in right then and there.
And life took on a new form;
no more staying out all night,
no more killing ourselves just to
make ourselves feel alright.
No more sleeping with strangers
and those awkward goodbyes.
I've never had much family,
never had too many friends -
then you came wandering through.
Pompously, I took you for granted;
that's why I gotta write this little
love song for you.
I'll sing about those Denver mornings
you'd wake up bawling about a
long lost kid. Your maternal instincts
were kicking in.
As the Sun dazzled bright
upon the peeks,
you brought home a dog
you found in the alley.
You said, "Can we keep her?"
I said, "What kind of man would I be?"
So, you bought her a collar
and called her family.
Writers are selfish, writers are egotists;
I'm afraid I'm as bad as it gets.
I keep forgetting to censor the truth,
that's why I better write some kind of
love song for you.
Driving cross country in a U-Haul,
on the hunt for our new home.
High atop Eagle Rock,
we found a house with a big backyard.
So, we picked up yet another mutt
from the Crenshaw pound.
Sipping coffee on the porch
while the dogs wrestle on the lawn…
I'm sorry I've had my doubts.
We're a family of strays
but together we've been found.
Written by: Tim Kasher
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