Lyrics – Late

 

VOLCANOES
One more bit seems to be all we’ll fit,
Into what’s left of the time we have together,
Days get dumb but still the weeks drive on,
To a hasty conclusion that’s been a long time coming,
Been a long time coming.

 

Things we always regarded too small,
To worry of we now look on as volcanoes,
And planes go down over our little town,
Wearied out of the clouds by the disappointments,
By the disappointments.

 

Can we take it back? Can we take it back?
Can we find a radio crackling with static,
Offering a way out of the wreckage.

 

All I survey is tempered by her ways,
And by things I’ve said but I never should have,
And still we try harder than I thought I,
Ever would try to please someone and keep failing,
And I just keep failing.

 

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Things we always regarded too small,
To worry of we now look on as volcanoes,
Things we always regarded too small,
To worry of we now look on as volcanoes,
They look just like volcanoes.

 

SAID
She blew smoke in my face as she said goodbye,
Though goodbye maybe makes it sound cleaner than it was,
And her eyes maybe made her look meaner than she was.

 

She took hold of my arm like a cricket bat,
And said never would suit her fine for seeing me next,
Although we both knew exactly what that meant.

 

Though she said she’d give it up,
She couldn’t lie straight in a bed tied right down,
So I tied myself to her instead,
And the things she said.

 

I braced myself when she stormed in,
For her words could make me lose the will to live,
And her words were all that she was willing to give.

 

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Those looks won’t last forever,
Nor can all my regrets…

 

She had tears in her eyes when I said goodbye,
So I offered her my handkerchief and left,
Telling her I would be forever in her debt.

 

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She couldn’t lie straight in a bed tied right down,
So I tied myself to her instead,
And the things she said,
And the things she said,
And the things she said ,
And the things she said.

SLIDING
What a foolish mistake, To be caught on the stairs,
With that girl in your arms and your eyes filled with tears,
‘Cause you’ve opened your mouth, Let frustration edge out,
And your words have gone dry.

 

What a turn for the worse, Finding them just the same,
With their heads in the sand, And their bags on a plane,
You just stand there surprised, They continue their lies,
As you fall by the wayside.

 

Sliding on the perfect road, Should help remind you how it always goes,
Sliding on the perfect road, Should help remind you how it always goes.

 

What a strange thing to say, When you’ve left this behind,
And with all that entails, And the strange things you find,
As you scavenge around, Crying to be caught out,
But you’ll just carry on, And on and on and on and on.

 

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BEAUTIFUL VOICE
Right here in the mall, A lesson in looking cool,
In this unreasonable heat,
I hear her sing from the shade, I’m captured by her casual way,
While I just sweat in the sun.

I come back and burn myself, Just to hear her beautiful voice,
I come back and burn myself, Just to hear her beautiful voice.

Singing like she knows nothing else, She’s singing like it gives here her breath,
And no-one else is about,
Watching her’s like cooling down, Hearing her’s like coming around,
How would she know?

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I come back and burn myself, Just to hear her beautiful voice,
I come back and burn myself, Just to hear her beautiful voice,
I come back and burn myself, Just to hear her beautiful voice.

 

SO LATE
So late, For me to be here with you,
So late, And so far from home.

Sitting on the cold stone, No need for persuasion,
Open wide to all of your suggestions.

One word, A hint of what was coming,
Unheard, All these things which passed.

Such a change from first time around,
You gave me all I needed,
Doing this again and again,
Gives me nothing.

And as I stretch and glide, I swim out with the tide,
I guess I shouldn’t go,
But how did it get so late?

So don’t leave it there, Hanging up in the air,
With my eyes open wide,
Don’t leave it here, With me having to stare at you,
Walking away.

So late, And oh so far from home.

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