Lulled By Numbers (Live)

Who put the mess in your head, filtering the sense of all you could have said?
Who stole the words from your mouth, so twisted in contagion, and reaching out?

If this is the lullaby then, why am I not sleeping easy?
If you leave me alone, I will come home
Dragging my tales behind me
Sweetheart, they'll hang me out to dry
When nothing is left, there is always us
When nothing is left, there is always us

If I could sing you to sleep, lay you down and pray that you're a soul to keep
I would be all that you need, wider eyes oblivious to everything

If this is the lullaby then, why am I not sleeping easy?
If you leave me alone, I will come home
Dragging my tales behind me
Sweetheart, they'll hang me out to dry
When nothing is left, there is always us
When nothing is left, there is always us
When nothing is left, there is always us
When nothing is left, there is always us



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Corner, Ian Pickering
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