I’ve been finding it hard to say how I feel, as of late
There’s a depth to my fatigue, it’s getting hard to explain
There’s a dirt on my skin and it doesn’t seem to wash off
Set sail or call to port, this wind’s tying round my neck in knots
And I won’t stand by you when you’re smoking cigarettes
Oh I adore your warmth in my lungs, not that pain in my chest
I feel like a man gone blind in the warmth of the sun, so
Teach me braille I can learn to map your body like the stars above
‘Cause I didn’t know how to say that I needed help
And I wasn’t very good at looking after my health
Tell me, tell me, are we going to stay here (love, no)
‘Cause I didn’t know how to say that I needed help
And I wasn’t very good at looking after myself
Tell me, tell me, are we going to stay here (love, no)
If you want me to leave just say I’ve got to go
If you want me to stay then love don’t be shy invite me home
And the river flows better when the nets aren’t filling up with stones
Like the sea there ain't a day in recent years that I’m not tired anymore
There’s a man in the mirror, but no king to the throne
And you're a queen with a sweetness like the morning lights on the fjords
There’s a depth to my fatigue, it’s getting hard to explain
There’s a dirt on my skin and it doesn’t seem to wash off
Set sail or call to port, this wind’s tying round my neck in knots
And I won’t stand by you when you’re smoking cigarettes
Oh I adore your warmth in my lungs, not that pain in my chest
I feel like a man gone blind in the warmth of the sun, so
Teach me braille I can learn to map your body like the stars above
‘Cause I didn’t know how to say that I needed help
And I wasn’t very good at looking after my health
Tell me, tell me, are we going to stay here (love, no)
‘Cause I didn’t know how to say that I needed help
And I wasn’t very good at looking after myself
Tell me, tell me, are we going to stay here (love, no)
If you want me to leave just say I’ve got to go
If you want me to stay then love don’t be shy invite me home
And the river flows better when the nets aren’t filling up with stones
Like the sea there ain't a day in recent years that I’m not tired anymore
There’s a man in the mirror, but no king to the throne
And you're a queen with a sweetness like the morning lights on the fjords
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