I was sailing out at sea of my
comatose dreams
Made a charter
for the shores of consciousness

Well we were starboard, sipping
on Château Latour
Told you I've
tried and I cannot love you
less

I awoke from what had seemed
like an eternity of sleep
And my
sheets they were all in a
mess
When you're working weekends
you're up earlier than me
And you
know how much I love watching you
undress

We should get the hell
out of the city
Find a little
place down by the coast
Before
this city goes and swallows us up
whole

And I become someone that I
don't even know
Well I heard
these streets, could steal your
soul...

It's futile wearing a
disguise because these walls have
all got eyes

It's your heart you
need to change not your
attire,
Show no fear of being
burned 'cause sooner of later
you'll learn,
That there is just
no Big Smoke without fire
So if we need to get away, some friends
said we've a place to stay,
And
lay down our weary hearts and our
heads,
You bring Fitzgerald, I'll bring Joyce,
got two trains tickets headed south,
London's cold, babe,
we're leaving her fordead

We should get the hell out
of the city
Find a little place
down by the coast
Before this
city goes and swallows us up
whole
And I become someone that I
don't even know
Well I heard
these streets, could steal your
soul...
We should get the hell
out of the city
Find a little
place down by the coast
Before
this city goes and swallows us up
whole
And I become someone that I
don't even know

Yeah this city's
gonna swallow us up whole

Sometimes when you gotta go, you
just gotta go
And I heard these
streets, could steal your soul...


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