Other Boys

by The Water Cycle

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Jack Kerwin- drums
Joe Kerwin- guitar and vocals
Rob Capodilupo- bass and vocals

Songs written by Joe Kerwin, Rob Capodilupo, and Luke Scotten.

Produced by Alasdair MacKenzie.

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released February 11, 2017

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The Water Cycle Boston, Massachusetts

jack kerwin
joe kerwin
rob capodilupo

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Track Name: Have You Heard?
Hey, have you heard?
I've found a little girl.
Well I pray the lights will let her see me standing from the stage.
Cuz the words that she's been singing keep on pulsing through my veins.
Through my veins.
And she don't even know my last name.

Hey, it's all right.
I'm seeing her tonight.
So don't tell me that it matters what she does or where she lives.
Cuz I can't imagine living if I never feel her kiss.
On my lips.
And she don't even know who I is.

(solo)
Track Name: I Went on a Date for the First Time in a Year and Cried After
I can't believe you dyed your hair.
I liked it better how it was.
You bleached away the memories.
But I know he likes it. I know he does.
I know he does.

I don't hear owls anymore
Now all I hear is the bus.
Taking the people far from here.
Just like the seasons did to us.
The seasons did to us.

And I cannot forget the time
When we first went out for tea.
For you I know it was routine.
For me it was everything.
It was everything.

I can't believe you dyed your hair.
Track Name: Mom Jeans
Sweet girl,
I've been looking at your mom jeans.
I've been praying that you saw me—
Planned my outfit for this class last week and

Sweet girl,
I think you're pretty good at talking.
What should I look at while you walk in?
I sent your picture to my mom. I'm in too deep.

I know there's a life that I can't see.
I dream there's a chance that we could be.

Sweet girl,
I'm getting worried that you caught me.
It wasn't wise to get more coffee
Just to stand in line with you again today but

Sweet girl,
There's a lot that you've been missing.
If it looks better at a distance,
Still think that I should be the one to take you there.

I know there's a life that I can't see.
I dream there's a chance that we could be.

(solo)

Sweet girl...
Track Name: Prep School Girls
These prep school girls, they don't get me like you do.
These prep school girls, they never send me through the moon.
These prep school girls, they just don't mess with things I do.
These prep school girls, their parents' money makes me blue.

On Friday nights, just Lululemon and Vineyard Vines.
I can't do right. My shorts too short or my jeans too tight.
I'm tired of hiding in the corner biding my time.

These prep school girls, they don't get me like you do.
These prep school girls, they never send me through the roof.
These prep school girls, they just don't mess with things I do.
These prep school girls, their parents' money makes me blue.

Now I've seen Venus born in hight-waisted jeans.
I can't believe she shops at Urban, and reads John Green.
She says her favorite band is Death Cab, I wanna scream...

These prep school girls, they don't get me like you do.
These prep school girls, ain't never send me through the roof.
These prep school girls, never mess with things I do.
These prep school girls, their parents' money can't touch you.
Track Name: Don't You Take
Don't you take my Emma.
Don't you steal her heart away,
All I've ever dreamt of is her face at the end of each day.

Old picnic table,
See you stand,
And tingles take me over.
Oh my God, please let her know
the light that I can show her.

Don't you take my Emma.
Don't you steal her heart away,
All I've ever dreamt of is her face at the end of the day.

Your campers call you
Emma Kerwin.
You say the same moon's over
Medfield, MA and Falmouth, ME.
There's life left to discover.

Don't you take my Emma.
Don't you steal her heart away,
All I've ever dreamt of is her face at the end of the day.

Wrapped around
A cigarette,
Two fingers call you over.
"How'd you like the world to know
There's beauty you've kept covered?"

Don't you take my Emma.
Don't you steal her heart away,
All I've ever dreamt of is her face at the end of the day.

Now she's gone.
My secrets stir.
I'll never quite get over
That grace meant more on other tongues
Than from the lips that loved her.

Don't you take my Emma.
Don't you steal her heart away,
All I've ever dreamt of is her face at the end of each day.