Number One
Portugal The Man
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long way from my home
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone
When the morning came
Like another’s pain
But didn’t know to fade
Like the sound it made
Lets go down the drain
With the falling rain
Wash away the stains
In the evening shade
It’s that suffering
Don’t know why it brings
Such sweet memories
Will be the end of me
But you’ll come out alright
I know it seems there’s no end in sight
But it doesn’t mean you can’t put up a fight
But ya don’t no no
But ya don’t no no
(Don't no no, don't no no, don't no no, don't no no)
All the trails we blazed
Have long since been paved
Leading the modern age
On down that memory lane
Can't turn the page
Like it's just a phase
Somehow still be amazed
That the leaves had changed
It’s that suffering
Don’t know why it brings
Such sweet memories
Will be the end of me
But you’ll come out alright
I know it seems there’s no end in sight
But it doesn’t mean you can’t put up a fight
But ya don’t no no
But ya don’t no no
But you’ll come out alright
I know it seems there’s no end in sight
But it doesn’t mean you can’t put up a fight
But ya don’t no no
But ya don’t no no
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone
When I need my brothers (yeah)
Fathers (yeah)
Sisters (yeah)
Mothers (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s gonna be alright
Telling white lies
Late nights to sunrise
Cause when we rise up we rise up above
All of the chaos to get lost
Don’t make me don’t make me wake up
Cause I’m gonna be like a drug
That never gets old or gives hope
But baby you make me feel loved
