2 acessos
They found him in the gutter at the business end of another Friday night
Someone had clearly been there before
I didn't feel I had to ask him why
I have never understood why we need to know the reasons
For everyone else's strides
Sometimes you don't need sympathy to get the words right
Caught in anguish you was, sometimes that's enough for me to sing in
Oooh
Looks like the end again her body bleaching out in to the waves
It's still the loudest thing
Oooh
I wish I had all my friends somewhere drinking the sunny afternoon into oblivion
But that's not your fault
How could that be my fault
So we walked into a house party of someone
Someone somehow knew all about
And all the young girls turned up late and drank us all
To some kind of standstill looks of heard it all before distant ideas of death and truth
And in absence asked the host if he had any left and somehow
I did feel like yesterday was ours but it's gone
Yesterday was ours all along
And they were singing oooh
Looks like the end again her body bleaching out into the waves
It's still the loudest thing
Ooooh
I wish I had all my friends out there drinking the sunny afternoon into oblivion
But that's not your fault
How could that be your fault