Table of Plenty

Never had nothing to say
I had nowhere to go
Feelin' like all the roads
Only led to alone
A celibate parishoner
Pensioner prisoner listener isn't it
Prisoners that make all the difference?
We're the same - just visitors

Said a change is gonna come
I could feel it
Fermenting in the blood
For the past theee years

Steady on stay the course and
Keep the battery warm man
You're on time and

I was born to lose
(Making love making love)
At the table of plenty with you
(Making love making love)
Had to hollow my legs
So that I could learn to dance
Had to lather blood
In my hands to make amends
And be born a conscious man

Turn off the linear future
The idle minutia
Give in to the present
And the infinite humour
Your neighbour's touch
A platonic fuck
Kindle the blood with
Indiscriminate love
(Know what I mean)
Love

D'ya want another beer?
D'ya hear it?
Maybe they don't understand
But you feel it
Cause the music is breathing
And it's all I believe in
And you're smiling

I was born to lose
(Making love making love)
At the table of plenty with you
(Making love making love)
Had to hollow my legs
So that I could learn to dance
Had to lather blood
In my hands to make amends

And sometimes
When I look to the sky
I still fall apart
Overwhelmed by the love
That I've lost
The pain will come again
But I paid my debt
To secure my presence
Now I see you my friend

I was born to lose
(Making love, making love)
At the table of plenty with you
(Making love, making love)
Had to hollow my legs
So that I could learn to dance
Had to lather blood
In my hands to make amends

And sometimes
When I look to the sky
I still fall apart
Overwhelmed by the love
That I've lost
The pain will come again
But I paid my debt
To secure my presence

The shepard
Tone seemed endless
'Til the green breath in
Changed everything
The pain will come again
But I paid a debt to secure my presence
Now I see you my friend



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Trail, Christopher James, Matthew Gravolin
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