Uruguay

Jaime is giving up writing
It does not pay enough and it's taking up too much of his time
Yeah he is giving up writing, to you cause you're the first and the last thing that's ever on his mind
Do you know he could have been something
A doctor, a teacher, an overachieving cleaner with a broom, but sky lights were to be written
Now the only thing shining in this bedsit full of wine is the moon

Words mean nothing in silence
So let me be gifted with madness
This warm fleece takes edge off the coldness, I gave me, I gave me

But see he never knew lonely
Until his pen left the page on no ordinary day in a life
You see it's not what your given, you get what it takes and embrace the mistakes until goodbye

Jamie never knew freedom
Like a rhyming refrain that won't give up or give way, if fear bites
Not even if the cold burns, the sun sets or wings stay furled
Move rubble, uncover the sky

So let me be, so let me be, so let me be, gifted with madness

Jamie's come back to writing
All the riches can wait as he turns another page in the sky
Back to drifting round midnight
For a rhyme or refrain just to ease all the pain in Uruguay

For a rhyme or refrain just to ease all the pain in Uruguay