Them Apples
She goes to Newington Green to fetch rhubarb and clementines
At the table a feast
With all the things your eyes have been
Dreaming of eating
That flicker on your lips and you're still alone
At this time of the year Them Apples are hard to find
Form a line down the street
And mind your Qs and Ps
And where you cough and you sneeze
Move along, stay away or I'll get the police!
All the world was in my eyes
I didn't see you passing by
And so everyday was the same
You know inside the museum infinity's kept in exile
Did you hear the Venetians didn't go green
Now the fishes are nipping at their knees
Isn't that funny oh isn't it a scream
Ti hee hee hee
Books rattle in their shelves trying to save themselves from the fire
Sticking notes down your sleeve
Written in Bangladeshi
Saying come save us, come help me!
S.O.S can you hear us on the high street?
I saw a statue begging with its body bare
I had to leave it standing there
And so every day was the same
Guru said to free your mind
It'll help you work the overtime
And so everyday was the same
Talk to me world
Talk to me world, why won't you talk to me?
Tell me everything
Talk to me world, why won't you talk to me?
Tell me everything that's going on
Looking out from deep inside
I began to realise
Flowers blooming in my hand
A window to the universe
Opening up, showing me everything
I stared endlessly at a screen
Like a rock, or a stone, or a slate, or a skull
And so everyday was the same
She goes to Newington Green to fetch brimstone and nightshade now
We don't talk about monsters cos we know they listen out
Oh aren't you sweet
All the things that we see
You do not need to speak
We thought you knew we see everything
Even when we're really here, half of us hangs in the air
Even when we're fast asleep, somewhere we labour in the deep
Even when we're all alone, something stares back on us all
And so everyday was the same
Why won't you talk to me?
Tell me everything
Talk to me world, why won't you talk to me?
Tell me everything
Talk to me world, why won't you talk to me?
Tell me everything that's going on
At the table a feast
With all the things your eyes have been
Dreaming of eating
That flicker on your lips and you're still alone
At this time of the year Them Apples are hard to find
Form a line down the street
And mind your Qs and Ps
And where you cough and you sneeze
Move along, stay away or I'll get the police!
All the world was in my eyes
I didn't see you passing by
And so everyday was the same
You know inside the museum infinity's kept in exile
Did you hear the Venetians didn't go green
Now the fishes are nipping at their knees
Isn't that funny oh isn't it a scream
Ti hee hee hee
Books rattle in their shelves trying to save themselves from the fire
Sticking notes down your sleeve
Written in Bangladeshi
Saying come save us, come help me!
S.O.S can you hear us on the high street?
I saw a statue begging with its body bare
I had to leave it standing there
And so every day was the same
Guru said to free your mind
It'll help you work the overtime
And so everyday was the same
Talk to me world
Talk to me world, why won't you talk to me?
Tell me everything
Talk to me world, why won't you talk to me?
Tell me everything that's going on
Looking out from deep inside
I began to realise
Flowers blooming in my hand
A window to the universe
Opening up, showing me everything
I stared endlessly at a screen
Like a rock, or a stone, or a slate, or a skull
And so everyday was the same
She goes to Newington Green to fetch brimstone and nightshade now
We don't talk about monsters cos we know they listen out
Oh aren't you sweet
All the things that we see
You do not need to speak
We thought you knew we see everything
Even when we're really here, half of us hangs in the air
Even when we're fast asleep, somewhere we labour in the deep
Even when we're all alone, something stares back on us all
And so everyday was the same
Why won't you talk to me?
Tell me everything
Talk to me world, why won't you talk to me?
Tell me everything
Talk to me world, why won't you talk to me?
Tell me everything that's going on
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Tomlinson, Viljam Nybacka
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
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- We Are Still Wild Horses, Pt. 2 - Single
- We Are Still Wild Horses, Pt. 1
- The End of the Road (Abridged) - Single
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