You're a bitter kind I love you so Sour is my mind From what you sow How I let it grow
Call them radiant, call them mothers eyes Home's a narrow space for me to find Your beguiling state and endless heights I'm just not moving right Just not moving right when it's just not you
Under neon lights Where I wake I'm not feeling right So they say Rough kind of a day
Don my clothing, robes of ageing white Rattled windows on the old green line Do you feel it like I hope you might I'm just not seeing right Just not seeing right when it's just not you
