Sweet Disarray - Dan Croll

Sweet disarray,

the street I’d call home is the street I walk alone.

Same every day,

I never recall getting lost and getting old.

Sweet disarray,

Same every day.

Sweet disarray,

I never found home again that day.

Stayed in the rain,

I never found home again that day.

Sweet disarray,

my mind has given way to an age that’s color gray.

And long do I crave,

a day that doesn’t stall than a day that I recall.

Sweet disarray,

Same every day.

Sweet disarray,

I never found home again that day.

Stayed in the rain,

I never found home again that day.

Won’t you buy my sweet disarray?

I never found home again that day.

Sweet disarray,

I never found home again that day.

Sweet disarray,

Same everyday,

Sweet disarray,

Same everyday.