I am deeply flawed, I mean that
maybe about five people listening can see that,
I just got off the phone with my dad,
and we don't have much in common, so we speak about his dad,
and how we miss him,
like clouds miss spring rains when the pressure gets too much,
and they let them go

If you were here now you'd let me know that I worry too much,
I hurry too much to make bad choices,
mum tells me to listen out for angels, all I hear is sad voices
tired choirs, crumpled notes, organs in need of desperate repair

I act like I'm desperate to tear hearts,
missing the spare parts of courage for my scared heart
more of a liar, than a lion, I take pride in relying on trying
to share scars, have some of mine,
there will come a time when lady luck realises
i'm an unreliable date, an undesirable mate,
Her and a God can meet to decide on my fate,

and say ' nah it's complicated'

I concentrated as a child on growing up to be a fireman hero
it was either that or a tyrannosaurus,
and preferably both, to my dreams I was immeasurably close
funny how you grow apart with age,
I'm taking the stage with artists I idolised, and my careers
taking off, but I can't shake off the fears of my private life,
I've done many people wrong, and they don't need this song,
to identify my worst traits, they got them first hand
in the first place, fuck what the verse says,

1.35
Back with the caterpillar cakes on birthdays
I dreamed of butterflies in my stomach, when I took to flight,
I imagined the books I'd write, the oceans I'd dive,
the cliffs I'd climb, I imagined rope bridges in rain forests,
I made promise to stay honest,
I dreamed of playing pool with the planets,
rolling them out like marbles, while I marvel at the dark cloth
of the night, I dreamed of asking the stars, their favourite
type of light, hoping they'd say imagination,

I dreamed of a girl in a green coat,
Walking away as I awoke


2,00
See we all grow and people change,
I could offer you a million more cliches
learning how to open doors is a key phase,
Let me rephrase, expansion is something I recommend
and if its good enough for the universe,
go on… do your worst,
thing is, I'm just too afraid….
the grass might seem greener, but you never know
when its about to rain,
I know very little about terrain,
we messed around in geography,
to my year 9 teacher I offer apologies,
I don't know where I am now,
and my co-ordination is never great
after all this vodka lemonade,
I want to stop and remonstrate
with a God to let me make some important decisions,

and she'd say no -
yes God is a she, she'd say no,
you gotta help yourself, and go back to the dreaming,
where's it gone? Oh and by the way what's the meaning of the song?

It means - it means - ah fuck what it means
how does it feel?

I am deeply flawed, I mean that
maybe about five people listening can see that,
I just got off the phone with my dad,
and we don't have much in common, so we speak about his dad,
and how we miss him,
like clouds miss spring rains when the pressure gets too much,
and they let them go


For you I watch
when the pink of the low sun lifts.

Atop the last leaning bricks of your farm
you watch for I

from a churning sky where copper-tint stars
turn in the blackness like coins in soil

and the spent shilling of the moon
fades in the half-dark.

By this light you are most visible,
stalking the fields with palm closed

over unsown oats, as the night wind grows
you are blown like breeze-thrown seeds.

The plough glows hot from its work
as it harvests your heavenward home.

For I watch you
by the bricks you warmed when young.

I watch for you
then the pink of the low sun comes.