Aery Thin

Dull rice
Dull stairs
Dull pillow
Get up
Walking around Bethnal Green again
In the rain
Three streetlight shadows
Roman Road

Past Victoria Park
Where just before dark I had cut myself
On Für Alina
Für Alina
Für Alina

I move some boxes off my bed
There's a letter beneath that I have not read
It says "Dear David..."

And from a clear ocean
I was taken up
To a tremoring crest
So high above
Where I fear the break and the deathly fall
But the break don't come
There is no shore
The wave rolls on

Two years later
Life's not so tough
The sound of the key in the door means love
On both sides now

But the water, it's been ebbing away
The waves they don't come by so much these days
And I miss them

I miss the magnificent view
The gold haze caught in the air by the bruised
Sun going down

So I say to the ocean
Oh, take me up
To that tremoring crest
So high above
Where I know there's no break and no deathly fall
Now I see it come
But I can't catch it
The wave rolls on

I beat the gold
So aery thin
But I want it back
I would lose you again
Before I would lose
The sense that you've gone
In sentiment
And aery song

Oh, you had to go
To show me how
To ride that wave
Oh, I see it now
But I beat the gold
Oh so aery thin
But I want it back
I would lose you again