Birthright

Give your blood to the landscape
Dip your toes in the water
Getting wed in the same place
Where you grew and you taught her
To move so she'd never cause a bruise
Where has reflecting light really got her

Catch your breath in the cold caves
Breaking bones in the harbour
Watch your hair as it cascades to the floor of the barber
Who knew you don't even have to choose
You can be both a friend and a father

It is difficult
Don't know if I remember it at all
It is visceral
With all the pictures on the wall

And I need a little more
A little time to work out
What I make of this
I might need
A little more
A little time to figure out
If I'm made for this
And if you could listen more then I'd talk a little less
Cause I'm bored of this
So maybe I should give it a miss

Feel the grass under bare feet
And your heart beating faster
Changing clothes in the backstreets
Always ends in disaster
It's true if you come home with dirty shoes
You will never get a happy ever after

Cross your arms in the back seat
As the belt's getting tighter
Falling hard on the concrete
Never much of a fighter
You go first and the words only get worse
But they dull as the weight gets lighter

It is difficult
Don't know if I remember it at all
It is visceral
With all the pictures on the wall

And I need a little more
A little time to work out
What I make of this
I might need
A little more
A little time to figure out
If I'm made for this
And if you could listen more then I'd talk a little less
Cause I'm bored of this
So maybe I should give it a miss

And if you could listen more then I'd talk a little less
But I can't help it
So maybe I should give it a miss



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Monaghan, Finlay Davidson
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