YOU’RE A BETTER MAN THAN I COULD BE, GIRL.
YOU’RE A CERTAIN GENIUS FAR AS I CAN SEE, GIRL.
YOU’VE GOT THE RIGHT LOOK. YOU CHOOSE THE RIGHT WORDS.
YOU’VE GOT THE RIGHT HOOK. GLIDING LIKE A BLUEBIRD.
AND IT’S ALL CLEAR. CLEAR AS THOSE FALSE TEARS.
THERE’S NO END HERE. IT’S LIKE A DRIVING A NAIL AGAIN AND AGAIN.
IT’S LIKE ICE HERE. THEY TELL YOU GO QUIETLY BUT YOU KNOW YOU NEVER WILL.
I CAN TELL YOU WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR.
I’M SO FRIGHTENED BUT IT’S YOU THAT I FEAR.
IT’S JUST LIKE FALLING A HUNDRED MILES DOWN AND NEVER, NEVER HITTING THE GROUND.
SO I WAIT HERE. HERE IN SUSPENSION.
I’M JUST KILLING TIME WHILE YOU LIVE THIS WAY.
THEN I KID MYSELF THAT YOUR HANDS FEEL THE SAME.
I REMEMBER WHO I PUT MY FAITH IN. SOMEONE WHO’D BE THERE. BUT YOU’VE NEVER BEEN.
AND THE WHEEL SPINS ROUND SO SILENT.
credits
from Terrible Pictures Of Harriet,
released May 15, 2005
TIM ELLIS - ACOUSTIC GUITAR / SOLO
LARA MICHELL - BG VX
JIM WALKER - ACOUSTIC GUITAR, KEYS, PERCUSSION, SAMPLES, LEAD VX
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