I know an old one, doesn't care to share the lowest things
It's not a closure, just a sad song the future sings
The mess on the highway, the blood on the fist
Not the finch in the bushes, not the duck in the mist
There's a song when you're ready, it's not singing today
Not sure you can hear it, not sure you would stay
Fresh cream in your coffee, more jam on yer bread
Not the bones in your bloodstream, not the curves in your head
I know an old one, doesn't care to share the deepest things
There's a song when you're ready, it's not singing today
Not sure you could hear it, not sure you would stay
You don't wanna hear it, not this beautiful day
You're on your own but please stay
Don't go away