"In a Perfect World" is Slave to the Pavement's debut full-length effort. The album is a collection of songs recorded over the past couple years and, after all sorts of ups and downs, is finally ready to be heard. The CD contains a 4-panel insert, containing lyrics and liner notes. All photography done by Christopher Adams (www.chrisadamsimagery.net) and layout by Rob Cunningham. All music written by Slaves to the Pavement and lyrics by Rob Cunninghan and Rian Staber.
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lyrics
She holds perfection in her hands
and I know something's building up.
For the first time she tried running with the herd,
but she wasn't fast enough.
And her eyes held curiosity
for a more satisfying way
to find a place to live amongst the herd,
but her sight wasn't wide enough.
"I failed", she said,
but I can tell you that she's wrong.
Every time the ground has trembled,
she was there picking everyone up.
Saints never come prepackaged
but this angel was born premade.
With the glow from her halo and her head on straight,
I know she'll find her way.
The night life was never quite her thing.
She was more inclined for dancing in the rain.
And I'm afraid that I'll forever feel ashamed.
For it is I who has wronged you, and that's not like me,
but I can't stand the fact that I feel the sorrow, not the pain.
I'll hold the door as I pass you but never you again.
Saints never come prepackaged
but this angel was born premade.
With the glow from her halo and her head on straight,
I know she'll find her way.
I never meant to try to do this crime: forget your grace.
And this time I'll choose my lines based on why I wrecked my reasons.
Rewind to a time we spent the never ending nights and seasons.
I never meant to make you run away into a state of discontent.
The night life was never quite her thing.
She was more inclined for dancing in the rain.
And I'm afraid that I'll forever feel ashamed.
For it is I who has wronged you, and that's not like me,
and I can't stand the fact that I feel the sorrow not the pain.
I'll hold the door as I pass you, but never you again
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