Credits
Lyrics
I went across the water
To see if I'd belong
I found something half as good
'Cause I couldn't bite my tongue
I serenaded empty sheets
I drank to absent friends
Oh no, give up
Skip straight to the end
I made peace with pleasantries
With minding my own mind
Sitting still and sleeping late
Just haemorrhaging the time
Small comforts gleaned
From blinking screens
Stretched out on the floor
Oh no, give up
You wrote this song before
I pick a point and focus
I run my lines each morning
I'd slip away most afternoons
If I were you
If I were you
If I were you
How pedestrian the trauma
For such violence in the blood
I'd have spoke up sooner
But I couldn't find the words
Written by: Stephen Tiernan
