Undefined pain event
Crashing in your eyes like the cold blue sky
You’re the torn and tiff
Wearing out alive
One day you’re happy, the next day you’re dead
One sip cools the thoughts inside
One more bottle keeps the world outside
The wooden screams of an alchoholic
Supertition never sleeps
Surreal notions the curse abstains
Traffic jams cross futile plains
Through a common place lives a common fear
The Sun is setting today my dear
Unrefined hate defence
A state we vilify but I can’t recompense
Lavished in your land
Lament in the light
My ears are burning, but the lines are feint
One sip cools the thoughts inside
One more bottle keeps the world outside
The wooden screams of an alchoholic
Supertition never sleeps
Surreal notions the curse abstains
Traffic jams cross futile plains
Through a common place lives a common fear
The Sun is setting today my dear
One sip cools the thoughts inside
One more bottle keeps the world outside
The wooden screams of an alchoholic
Supertition never sleeps
Surreal notions the curse abstains
Traffic jams cross futile plains
Through a common place lives a common fear
The Sun is setting today my dear
Type writer juries telling tales
Of a journey damned to fail
The jagged themes of an alcoholic
Sentimental racked with guilt
Back firing plans smash you in the teeth
Driven insane by a puerile belief
Through a common place defy a common fear
The Sun sets today my dear
Crashing in your eyes like the cold blue sky
You’re the torn and tiff
Wearing out alive
One day you’re happy, the next day you’re dead
One sip cools the thoughts inside
One more bottle keeps the world outside
The wooden screams of an alchoholic
Supertition never sleeps
Surreal notions the curse abstains
Traffic jams cross futile plains
Through a common place lives a common fear
The Sun is setting today my dear
Unrefined hate defence
A state we vilify but I can’t recompense
Lavished in your land
Lament in the light
My ears are burning, but the lines are feint
One sip cools the thoughts inside
One more bottle keeps the world outside
The wooden screams of an alchoholic
Supertition never sleeps
Surreal notions the curse abstains
Traffic jams cross futile plains
Through a common place lives a common fear
The Sun is setting today my dear
One sip cools the thoughts inside
One more bottle keeps the world outside
The wooden screams of an alchoholic
Supertition never sleeps
Surreal notions the curse abstains
Traffic jams cross futile plains
Through a common place lives a common fear
The Sun is setting today my dear
Type writer juries telling tales
Of a journey damned to fail
The jagged themes of an alcoholic
Sentimental racked with guilt
Back firing plans smash you in the teeth
Driven insane by a puerile belief
Through a common place defy a common fear
The Sun sets today my dear
David Laley July 2009
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