The Sky Is Too High
 
 
That's All I Wanna Do
 
I saw you today
You were too far away
It had hurt me to say
It hurt me to say
The words
The words I have to say
There ain't no sound
When you're not around
And it gets me down
Yeah it gets me down
My life feels so brown
 
I just want to be with you
That's all I wanna do
 
Inside my brain
It's just not the same
Cos it started to rain
It's started to rain.
 
 
Where'd You Go?
 
Where'd you go?
Dark eyed traveller
I almost feel you breathe
Where'd you go?
Dark eyed traveller
Can you even hear me speak?
 
You make things bright
When they took the night a-way
Led me inside
And kissed all my tears a-way
Said you were here to stay
 
Where'd you go?
In the morning
When I was way down with dreams
Where'd you go?
In the morning
When fever pulled me down stream
 
You made things bright
And you took the night a-way
Lend me your eyes
And show me a brand new way
Now I just feel dead today.
 
 
In A Salty Sea
 
Long time on the phone line
There's sunshine when I dial 9
Small breaths form words
Like crystals in warm air
And I want you for my very very own
 
In a salty sea, our voices meet
 
 
A Day Is Far Too Long
 
On sticks and sand, lost my money, lost my hands
Blood on my brain, too much salt in my veins
And I thought pain was clean
And I thought hearts were strong
But bones aren't sticks anymore
And a day is far too long
 
So many days never needing any grace
Live for kicks and danger, there'd be beauty anyway
 
 
R U Lonely?
 
When all the nights are dream
And not really what they seem
I cut my hair in spite
And set my hands on fire
 
Are you lonely?
Are you lonely?
Are you lonely?
 
In the daylight hours
I go out and kill the flowers
Faces all to clear
Keep on looming near
 
 
I Wish
 
I wish the music would play by itself
Shredded fingers - no ideas
I wish this rainy day could be the last
Could the world end - what a God send
I wish I could stop wishing you were here
But I don't want to - cos I still want you
 
I wish I didn't feel so flippin' mad
Don't wanna scare you - just wanna love you
I wish my life could last a thousand years
Then I'd be clever - and build a heaven
I wish I could bring Nick Drake back to life
He'd understand - hold my hat hand
 
I wish a constant stream of happy shit
Live forever - in world of leather
I wish the rain would just leave me alone
I can't wear that - stupid rain hat
I wish I was in Californ-i-a
Perno perfume - in the Danube
 
I wish the thing of love meant just one thing
Cinderella - salmonella
 
 
Waiting
 
Waiting for my friend (4x)
And I don't want no one to know
I can't talk with you (4x)
If you don't want me to
Wai - ting for my friend (4x)
And I don't want no one to know
 
 
Who The Fuck?
 
I stole the bottle of gin from over the counter and ran,
I knew I'd been seen. I scarpered stifling giggles down
the street and hid round a corner on a side street.
I heard him huffing and the sound of his big feet against
the paving, he was getting close. As he rounded the corner
i sighted him up down the barrel of the gun and on seeing
his expression change to one of horror and confusion jerked
back the trigger. His body was jolted back by the force of
the bullet and his feet flew foward. I saw a bright little rivulet
of blood are into the air and I slid the gin into the waistband
of my trousers.
 
Who you fuckin lookin at?
Who the fuck you lookin at?
Who the fuck you lookin at?
Who the fuck you lookin at?
 
 
Is there really a thing like feeling too much?
Can you really escape and numb the real?
There's a way of saying, a way of sayin a shape - I feel a
certain shape and it's complicated it's not like a square or
a circle It's like crystal or diamond, it's clean, hard,
unfathomable and it ends in an augmental kiss
It ends in an augmental kiss
 
Who the fuck you lookin at?
Who the fuck you lookin at?
Who the fuck you lookin at?
Who the fuck you lookin at?
 
Rock Stars are NOT cool
They're full of his guy they call satan,
Kids stuff oozing from their mouths.
They wear the shoes of dead soldiers shot by soldiers, valium
horses trotting squeezing through their rasberry blood.
Sometimes I feel so stoopid I wanna quit - get out of it cus
I hate this world and everyone in it - The fat Bald men who
run it - the fat bald men
 
 
 
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