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