| I’ve been finding it hard to say how I feel, as of late
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| There’s a depth to my fatigue, it’s getting hard to explain
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| There’s a dirt on my skin and it doesn’t seem to wash off
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| Set sail or call to port, these winds tying round my neck in knots
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| And I won’t stand by you when your smoking cigarettes
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| I adore your warmth in my lungs, not that pain in my chest
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| I feel like a man gone blind in the warmth of the sun
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| So, teach me brail I can learn to map your body like the stars above
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| I didn’t know how to say I needed help
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| And I wasn’t very good at looking after my health
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| Tell me, tell me are we going to stay here
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| I didn’t know how to say I needed help
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| And I wasn’t very good at looking after myself
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| Tell me, tell me are we going to stay here
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| If you want me to leave just say I got to go
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| And if you want me to stay then love don’t be shy
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| Invite me home
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| And the river flows better when the nets aren’t filling up with stones
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| Like the sea there ain’t a day in recent years that I’m not tired anymore
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| There’s a man in the mirror, but no king to the throne
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| And you’re a queen with a sweetness like the morning light on the fjords
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| Tell me how are we going to change
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| When you want to stay put
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| And I’m always away and I can hear
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| The change in my voice on the phone breaking up
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| Pieces of the Styrofoam from places where the tides been low
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| I didn’t know how to say I needed help
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| And I wasn’t very good at looking after my health
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| Tell me, tell me are we going to stay here
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| I didn’t know how to say I needed help
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| And I wasn’t very good at looking after myself
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| Tell me, tell me are we going to stay here
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| If you want me to leave just say, I’ve got to go
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| And if you want me to stay then love don’t be shy, invite me home |