Texty

Out of bed just after one Don't have time to catch the sun All the bugs are at their business and the flowers are in bloom We take a note of their perfume Underneath the pale spectre of the moon And I just stand there, waiting Getting my sunbeams Last night's pasta in a tub Out the fridge for lunch and breakfast But as I sit down to eat, I hear a song riding the breeze "Happy birthday to Eloise" Then mum and dad both let out a cheer They're gonna throw a party another year And I should take a walk for a bit As I head up the road A private ambulance zooms off into the distance In silence, all the shops are closed With rainbows painted on the glass Covering notes that they hope to see us soon But right now there's not much they can do I dodge a jogger or two Back at home, I'm playing a game Rewatch repeats, I set a call up with a friend A means towards an end, 'til we can meet again "Hey, so, how are you doing?" "I'm ok, you know, the usual kinda weird" So we animate the cosmos stuck in our minds Eventually their song heralds the dawn I can't stifle my yawns I make my bed up after I floss And tuck in tightly For a new day
Writer(s): Douglas Lobban Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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