TheTable

The Table - Rex Orange County

Lyrics by：Alex O'Connor

Composed by：Alex O'Connor

Produced by：Alex O'Connor/Teo Halm/Jim Reed

Looking at a table

Wondering what type of wood it's made of

Wondering exactly which tree gave itself

And more importantly

Who sat beneath that tree

Which lovers carved initials

What happened on the ground around it

Who walked on the leaves surrounding

And where are those lovers now

Are they still with us Hopefully

Did that tree mean much to them

Was it their place to go in spring

Or summer when the sun came out

Autumn walks amongst the leaves

I hope they know my table made me

Think of them and help me see

Much more than just a table

The people I won't get to meet

At least I got more out of it

Than just somewhere to sit and eat

Or to converse with someone else

Two folks between coffee

Now there's two more people sat down

On a one sat on the tree

Ah

Oh whoa

Oh whoa

Oh whoa

Looking at a stranger

Wondering what kind of life have they got

Wondering exactly what they're going through

And where they're going to

What do they care about

And whereabouts do they go out

To let loose pre the stressful mornings

Do they feel their job is boring

And do they know how it feels

To fall in love uncontrollably

Have they found their purpose or

The person that they'd like to be

Around for months on end and spend

Days and nights there endlessly

I hope they met someone who gives them

Everything they truly need

They may just be a stranger

But I see strangers constantly

We have so much in common and

Yet not enough for us to speak

I watch the stranger walk away

They stop and look back at me

I can't tell if I'm the stranger

Sometimes I feel like the tree

Ah

Oh whoa

Oh whoa

Oh whoa