Was I drowning metaphorically?
the waves at my bow rolling over me
the sun on my back like an ogre
blistering wait for a heart attack
Was I a silver birch tree
nesting birds in my leaves
or an old circus trampoline
bouncing acrobats and disbelief?
All the dreams that make a night time
why not take one as a gift away
I wouldn't miss a single one oh no
and they were yours to take anyway
Was I calm like a murder scene
taped off the the things that are distracting me
or just an old circus trampoline
bouncing acrobats and disbelief?
And all the years that make a lifetime
why not take one as a gift away
I wouldn't miss a single one oh no
and they are yours to take anyway
All these tears could fill and ocean
so why not take one as a gift away
I wouldn't miss a single one oh no
as they were yours to take anyway
credits
from
from out of the wreckage,
released 01 December 2010
Guy Weir - Vocals, Guitars, Banjo, Bass, Drums
Leon Baker - Drums, Percussion
________ - Trumpets