Beccleuch Street (feat. André Courbat)

I breathe the night air
Stale and waxed full of unskilled dust
Skewered and basting in this bed
Squalls of drunks, engines choking
Run the gauntlet of Buccleuch Street walls

And I think of you and what I'll say

Burning heat on perma-damp stone
Baffles the winter race
These festival airs
Just sweat and blood and empty stalls
But still they come they weep they die
They dance to the curtain call

And I think of you and what I'll bring

Elusive thoughts curdled in words
One sip drew your acid tears
So easy when its cold and clear
That painless hassleless nothingness
Yeah that painless hassleless nothingness

And I think of you and why I do

I still think of you and why I do
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Andre Courbat, Rolf Nicholas Hogan
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