[00:20.49]From my tape deck there's a recklessness
[00:38.67]Inflections of the world we want
[00:42.27]All my friends, my rusty truck
[00:44.76]We're just specks of love, directionless
[00:48.60]Call this band just what we want
[00:51.36]We can change the name from month to month
[00:55.32]Four guitars and zero drums
[00:58.20]We sounded folk but we wanted to be punk
[01:07.05]In a world post punk
[01:16.05]My friend had an old guitar
[01:18.48]He took some lessons didn't get very far
[01:21.18]An Ibanez with one knob stuck
[01:24.60]Said, "You can have that thing for fifty bucks"
[01:28.74]Laura got a bass but it got no amp
[01:31.02]Borrowed skills but never gave it back
[01:35.55]Luke is just learning how to strum
[01:38.34]But since he was the worst
[01:40.14]We made him play the drums
[01:45.72]Play the drums
[01:50.25]You may find
[01:50.70]In the palm
[01:50.91]Of your hand
[01:53.70]There's a flame
[01:55.44]As it burns
[01:57.18]As it climes
[01:58.89]As it turns
[01:59.70]To a blaze
[02:02.37]Well this flame
[02:04.14]It won't last
[02:04.89]Here it comes
[02:07.92]Hold it close
[02:08.22]Cause this blaze
[02:11.16]Can be fast
[02:12.69]Set it free now there it goes
[02:30.36]Luke's mom said that after school
[02:33.60]We could rehearse in the living room
[02:37.23]But that sure didn't last too long
[02:39.15]Guess she didn't know we'd play Fugazi songs
[02:43.50]We played these songs in the talent show
[02:47.31]And all of the girls would be in the front row
[02:50.58]But in the end we just chickened out
[02:54.12]Because we can't sing
[02:55.44]We can only shout
[03:07.23]Only shhh
[03:07.47]You may find
[03:07.77]In the palm
[03:07.98]Of your hand
[03:08.94]There's a flame
[03:09.48]As it burns
[03:10.65]As it climes
[03:14.16]As it turns
[03:14.97]To a blaze
[03:17.61]Well this flame
[03:19.50]It won't last
[03:20.34]Here it comes
[03:21.36]Hold it close
[03:21.72]Well this blaze
[03:26.55]Will be fast
[03:28.02]Set it free now there it goes

From my tape deck there's a recklessness
Inflections of the world we want
All my friends, my rusty truck
We're just specks of love, directionless
Call this band just what we want
We can change the name from month to month
Four guitars and zero drums
We sounded folk but we wanted to be punk
In a world post punk
My friend had an old guitar
He took some lessons didn't get very far
An Ibanez with one knob stuck
Said, "You can have that thing for fifty bucks"
Laura got a bass but it got no amp
Borrowed skills but never gave it back
Luke is just learning how to strum
But since he was the worst
We made him play the drums
Play the drums
You may find
In the palm
Of your hand
There's a flame
As it burns
As it climes
As it turns
To a blaze
Well this flame
It won't last
Here it comes
Hold it close
Cause this blaze
Can be fast
Set it free now there it goes
Luke's mom said that after school
We could rehearse in the living room
But that sure didn't last too long
Guess she didn't know we'd play Fugazi songs
We played these songs in the talent show
And all of the girls would be in the front row
But in the end we just chickened out
Because we can't sing
We can only shout
Only shhh
You may find
In the palm
Of your hand
There's a flame
As it burns
As it climes
As it turns
To a blaze
Well this flame
It won't last
Here it comes
Hold it close
Well this blaze
Will be fast
Set it free now there it goes