Losing It

Distant rumble throbs my heart
Someone tells us we're apart
I'd just like a cute guys curls
Envy all those boys and girls

And I'm gonna
Run a distance
Run a mile
Run afar
Run on for a long time

When I was a cool kid
I used to play the bass guitar
I was really punk rock at the time
But now the rock has gone
Now the punk has gone
And all I'm left with
Is an out of tune guitar
And a file of lead sheets
Sometimes I dream of shredding on stage
Screaming a verse
And screaming a loud song

And other times
I dream of sitting at home
Switching off the news
And drinking a herbal tea in my basement
I don't want to care about this world I'm living in
I build myself a castle
I build myself an armour
And I ask myself why I am so fucking lazy

And I'm gonna
Run a distance
Run a mile
Run afar
Run on for a long time
I'm gonna run another twenty songs
Run another pendulum

I just wanted to write stories
About far minded people
People who laugh
And people who take photos
And people who kill
And people who die on steamboats
I just wanted to play music
With my mates in a band
And with Simon Rattle in the Phil
I've had a lot of ideas
And I've had a lot of will
But the two just don't line up

Distant rumble throbs my heart
Someone tells us we're apart
I just have a quiet voice
Envy all those girls and boys
Distant rumble throbs my heart
Someone tells us we're apart
I just have a quiet voice
Envy all those girls and boys
Distant rumble throbs my heart
Someone tells us we're apart
I just have a quiet voice
Envy all those girls and boys



Credits
Writer(s): David Bircher
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