Give Sound of Rum

Give me strength, give me reason
Five me face, give me feelings
Give me breathing space, give me ceilings stared at wondering when you're leaving
Give me softness, give me seasons changing
Give me freezing hands in pockets. Needing hands but your hands never hold back
Still, I don't hold back
Give me something, give me nothing
Give me stature, give me calling
Give me kisses falling down like pouring rain but it's all in vain
Give me one more morning
Give me something good that don't get boring
Y'know, like flesh for adoring, breath for the drawing, booze for the pouring
Pause - Applauding...

Give me sanction, give me closure
Give me back my life, give over
Give me a body that doesn't hurt and a mind that isn't about to desert me
Give me 30 fags and a dirty bag of drugs and a drink - I'm thirsty
Give me a minute and I'll make an excuse for doing them things that hurt me
Give me the crowd, now sit and observe me
Give me the mic and tell me they heard me
Give me a driver to swerve me about when the day is too short and my heart falls out of its fortress
Give me them trumpets, give me them torches burning, give me concern
Give me nauseas gurning faces and them lessons I can't learn
Look, I give it all when I'm giving
I give it all when I know that I am living
I give heart, I give love, I give blood and guts but I don't give up
Give what you get. I can live with regret. I'll give it all night; Don't stay too long though
Give me a smile, we can kiss for a while - I will fall in love with you after you've gone though