Title: From Here You Can Almost See The Sea
Album: Life In Slow Motion
Artist: David Gray
Composer(s): David Gray
Lyric:
Come the weekend
And we?ll long gone, baby
Just like the old days
Lettin' the world flow through me
Just a parasite in the line
I'm smokin', killin' the time
How long?s a piece of a twine?
What use is sympathy?
From here you can almost see the sea
If you would hold still
Could make a clean incision
We could sit back
And watch the demolition
Little puppy dog in a box
Somebody?s pickin' the locks
Must want the darn from the socks
Here comes the cavalry
From here you can almost see the sea
Just another fool in a line
I dream of high clouds
Flushed with the light of daybreak
I'm gonna dive in to a water so cold
It makes your bones ache
Fingers, knees and knuckles scraped
All of the rubbish heaped
A piece of cardboard taped
Up where the bedroom window pane used to be
From here you can almost
From here you can almost see the sea
Just another fool in a line
Just another fool in a line
I saw a film once
Where all the air holes froze up
A killer whale swam
Under the blue ice 'til her heart stopped
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