Busy Head

Busy head, busy head

Won't you give me one sweet second's dark and silent rest

I'm still playing catch up with the things I've gone and said

With what I've said

Busy mouth and busy head

Busy heart, busy heart

You think you've got so much to say but can't find where to start

So desperate to fit in and so in need of staying apart

Of standing out

Busy heart, vain and vacant busy heart

I chase my will to care

Around the corners of the morning

Cold and brave

I would make a map for you

Lazy drawn with tired fingers

Fold it once, fold it twice

To give to you when I feel brave

Busy world, busy world

It's just the set of choices makes you who you are

And who you are you have to own

It's all that you have got

It's all you've got to lose in this busy world

With your busy heart and your busy mouth

I chase my will to care

Around the corners of the morning