What you at my gentie spoken friend I lack a frame to put you in When you're an ocean and a rock away I feel you in the pocket of my overcoat My fingers
I have lost you to sleep again Sleeping as we do on opposite sides of a venn diagram I read the time in shadows on your wall The shards of light through
Surface slowly at your own speed Waiting for some sky. We're all laughing, we're all faking Just to see you smile. She waits her turn she waits her
Green are your eyes In the morning, when you rise Don't you be afraid to lie By me, my love Your father will not know Love can be broken Though no words
you Makes it hard I don't know where it comes from Where to go When the rains come When the rain put me back In the battle Where the sea meets the sun
For you, we steer a house of smoke and brick and I keep it all For you, bedecked with bicycles to pick and I keep it all For you, it wouldn't do wandering
He went to sea, for the day He wanted to know what to say When he asked what he'd done In the past, to someone That he loved, endlessly Now she's gone
letters or you panic on the phone I'd like to call you all the same, If you want to I am game I don't know if you can swim If the sea is any draw for
Sit down and fire away, I know it's tricky when you're feeling low, When you feel like your flavour Has gone the way of a pre-shelled pistachio... I
There's one man, he's like The wishful thinking in my life, I see so And he's like the wine on the weekend... And though he is like the sea and it's
Green are your eyes in the morning when you rise Don't you be afraid to lie by me my love Your father will not know Love can be broken though no words
or panic on the phone still I'd like to call you all the same, if you want to, I am game. I don't know if you can swim or if the sea has any draw for
Surface slowly at your own speed Waiting for some sky. We're all laughing, we're all faking Just to see you smile. She waits her turn she waits her time
what you at my gentle spoken friend i lack a frame to put you in when you're an ocean and a rock away i feel you in the pocket of my overcoat my fingers
He went to sea for the day He wanted to know what to say When he's asked what he'd done In the past to someone That he loves endlessly Now she's gone,
