lyrics
You go, I will be behind you. Dark clouds never seem to find you, on a day in Peckham Rye where the skies are blue, we can take the number 9, fly to Timbuktu.
Downfall it is barely raining, god knows I am not complaining and I've got my brand new shoes, with the leather toes, and I've got nothing to lose so I stand and pose, 2,3,4…..
4, freefall, falling must be pleasing...I fall only I'm not speeding at a hundred miles an hour on a splendid route, I can give you all you want for a parachute.
You're sailing through a muddy lake, you say you've never swum before take a deepth breath, you're going over board.
You're swimming through a brown milkshake, I tell you time to drink it all, but now you're on a diet, be responsible!
I see, I see you are, you've lost some weight that’s clear to see,
I see, I see you are, you've lost some weight that’s clear to me
I see, I see you are, you've lost some weight that’s’ clear to see,
I see, I see you are, you've lost some weight and….
You go, I will be behind you. Dark clouds never seem to find you, on a day in Peckham Rye when the skies are blue, we can take the number 9, fly to Timbuktu. I try to, I try to…
Freefall, falling must be pleasing...I fall only I'm not speeding at a hundred miles an hour on a splendid route, I can give you all you want for a parachute.
You're sailing through a muddy lake, you say you've never swum before take a deepth breath, you're going over board.
You're swimming through a brown milkshake, I tell you time to drink it all, but now you're on a diet, be responsible!
Freefall, falling must be pleasing...I fall only I'm not speeding at a hundred miles an hour on a splendid route, I can give you all you want for a parachute.
credits
from
One, For Words,
released August 27, 2012
Copyright Julia and Matthew Lowe 2012
Published by Beatnik Geek Records 2012
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