Neberdine

My rational mind Is unable to lay The ghosts of repetition That haunt me to rest The cup overflows The u-bend groans I pulled up lame But still the same The cup overflows The u-bend groans I pulled up lame But still the same Our love is safe with me Our love is safe with me Our love is safe with me Our love is safe with me Our love is safe with me Our love is safe with me Our love is safe with me My feet are blistered I’m hungry and sore The shoes that I’ve been wearing are fucked I’m sure The coast I’ve left behind me The herring are gone My notes are all that’s left of the memories I’ve got What will happen to me when I’m under the ground? Don’t worry about it baby You won’t be around The cup overflows The u-bend groans I pulled up lame But still the same The cup overflows The u-bend groans I pulled up lame But still the same In the end it’s the little moments I’ve found Where the clocks move fast And there’s no one around The back of your garden The book in my hand The dogs are asleep under the ageing branches of a Beech tree standing For hundreds of years To support young lovers Like you and me My feet are blistered I’m hungry and sore The shoes that I’ve been wearing are fucked I’m sure The coast I’ve left behind me The herring are gone My notes are all that’s left of the memories I’ve got What will happen to me when I’m under the ground? Don’t worry about it baby You won’t be around