Texty: Laura Marling. Alas, I Cannot Swim. Failure.

He used to be a singer in a rock and roll band
he would write the songs and i'd tremble at his hand but oh, la laa
he lost poetic ethic and his songs were pathetic, and he's a failure now

he used to be the life and soul of everyone around
you'd never catch him looking up and never see him down but oh, la laa
he couldn't raise a smile oh not for a while and he's a failure now

don't cry child, you've got so much more to live for
don't cry child, you've got something i would die for
and if it comes to the rain, just be glad you'll smile again
'cause so many don't
and so many go unamed

people push right past me shouting their exclaims
a preacher pushes me a side and asked to wash my sins i said no, la laa
if he made me in his image, then hes a failure too
and i used to need a couple o people keep my head down
now i need a whole lot more to keep me on the ground but oh, la laa
i gave up something and i gave it up for nothing and i am failure now

dont cry child, you've got so much more to live for
dont cry child, you've got something i would die for
and if it comes to the rain, just be glad you'll smile again
'cause so many dont.
and so many go unamed