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Isolation Tapes Lyrics - Artist : David Keenan
A strange bird came to my window last night
Powdering her nose She recommended it was time for me to go home Rain drops they fell the size of pool balls I'm proud of all we are, of all we've been And all we've yet to become still A strange illogical light shines bright from within Informing you of what is wrong and what is right It spiked you with awareness Chewing on your jumper sleeve Maroon bruised face in a drafted doorway Clinging onto something Holding on to something blatantly real Leave it all behind The systematic thinking, the shaking and the sleepless nights Tomorrow you'll be fine Fourteen days in solitude Will give you all the time that you need To record your Isolation Tapes The listeners reports they fire rounds a plenty The newsreader in a John Marlboro t-shirt looks bemused Give yourself up to the current climate Do you want a glass of water? Do fancy a glass of water? I fancy a glass of wine and a heavy dose The frost bitten mongrel dawn gives way to another play I'm a streetsinger in a sweatbox Rain falls the size of pool balls How can you wake up if you've not been sleeping? And though the facts they may be right The mood it is certainly wrong Leave it all behind The systematic thinking, the shaking and the sleepless nights Tomorrow you'll be fine Twenty days in solitude Will give you all the time that need To record your Isolation Tapes Open up your door Settle this old score Let me in, give us a kiss |
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