Lyrics China Crisis - Hefner

China Crisis

It’s not the spiritual
It’s not the intellectual
It’s not the merely pitiful
That makes me feel this way
It’s not the walk that I take
Through the park to her place
It’s the breath she takes
In between the words
Her mouth makes
Oh, curse my mind
For not ceasing my mouth
When the moment was perfect
She said, «Shut up, wake up
I can smell the coffee
Why can’t you when it’s so near?»
She said, «Hold it, embrace it
These feelings are so real
But you just choose to ignore them»
More like a sister to me
When she was 23
She drew a picture of me
The likeness was uncanny
We bless the notes in margins
In the books from the libraries
They tell us what to feel
How to love and when to heal
Oh, curse my mind
For not ceasing my mouth
When the moment was perfect
She said, «Shut up, wake up
I can smell the coffee
Why can’t you when it’s so near?»
She said, «Hold it, embrace it
These feelings are so real
But you just choose to ignore them»
She said, 'Screw it, just leave it
The moment was perfect
But it won’t be for much longer"