Spaces

There is no comfort
In my liquid armour
But it slows the pulse
Melt it down
Seeking it out
In the sugar
The salt
Something to catch my fall before I hit the ground

There is no solace
In my empty glass
A swirl of the ice
No, I'm not coming up for air

Join the dots so we can see
What was then and what is now
Falling to lay down
In the spaces in between

A cruel tide
Took my line in the sand
I drew it well
I drew it deep

I found a map of the stars
To put me in my place
Won't admit defeat
Pour me another one

Join the dots so we can see
What was then and what is now
Falling to lay down
In the spaces in between

Your map of the stars and my black knee
Your map of the stars my black knee
Your map of the stars my black knee

Join the dots so we can see
What was then and what is now
Falling to lay down
In the spaces in between

There is no comfort
In my liquid armour
Won't admit defeat
Pour me another one
Pour me another one
Pour me another one
Pour me another one



Credits
Writer(s): Jenny Jessamine, Tom Grimshaw
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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