
Date of issue: 10.11.2011
Song language: English
She's Made Of Chalk |
A butterfly is in your hair |
Reminding us it is that time of year |
A cool shade and a spot in the sun |
A cold struggle |
But the tiresome brawl is won |
How could you talk about suicide |
How could you possibly see it as right |
The long road through a deep ravine |
Is leading out into the sun beams |
Let’s go out tonight |
You don’t need to be frightened |
Don’t say it isn’t right |
Move on, jump in, fall out |
The old smoke is coughed away |
A new breeze is blowing in our way |
Tough luck, you’ve got to change |
For such a long long fall |
You’ve been out of range |
Look in the mirror, there’s still good news |
Don’t need the make up |
You won’t look used |
Can’t wake the dead up |
No what you need |
Is just a bar and some debauchery |
Let’s go out tonight |
You don’t need to be frightened |
Don’t say it isn’t right |
Move on, jump in, fall out |
I passed the church on my morning walk |
Crossed my mind she’s made of chalk |
And more white than the holy saints |
But not quite immune to this black malaise |
I grabbed a smile off the midday sky |
Got me thinking, do you wanna know why |
It’s all there and it’s right outside |
Come on kick the door and go face the light |
Let’s go out tonight |
You don’t need to be frightened |
Don’t say it isn’t right |
Move on, jump in, fall out |