Dear Hugh Miller, I?ve thought it through for a while but it doesn?t get any easier And three months on in this bad design won?t make it feel any easier
I woke up first this morning I?ve never seen the dawn But I know what the world looked like before How would I know what you said? You?re always first
my own home (discourage) Don?t cross the road, you?re under a spell A broken violin (discourage) Don?t cross the road, you?re under a spell Of broken
You listen to what you?ve got And then you realise that it?s nothing What?s in these bad dreams? I might as well be talking backwards What?s in these
I couldn?t stand up looking up at the faded party I couldn?t stand up looking up at a faded party It was a mistake pageant It was a mistake from the
Rose, ability. There is no roseability Rose, ability. There is no roseability You?ve got off with too much now You?re getting off with too much now
broken now I want to reunite I need to save (what will you save?) When everything is broken now I want to reunite I need to save (what will you save?) When everything is broken
You look worn out, more and more each day With every step, and every page You look worn out, more and more each day With every step, and every page
It felt cold inside, so we threw the radio onto the fire It felt good to watch it, burn away to nothing You said you felt weak I hope its got nothing
It?s a better way to feel Don?t be real, be post modern (it?s not that one dimensional, it?s not the only thought) It?s a better way to feel When you