[Verse 1]
December's traditions
Suck the last of summer from our cheeks
Draws the curtains, strips the trees
In so-called living rooms
Scottish pastimes come to roost
Love's labors stain a linen sheet
[Verse 2]
The ghostly body
Who makes his bed beside you
Is slowly losing teeth
The boy needs sunlight
And the shock of modesty
He needs to get some sleep
[Chorus]
It's not the answer
Sticking plaster on a shattered bone
What do you need?
What do you need from me?
It's not the answer
Treating cancer like a cold
What do you need
What do you need from me?
December's traditions
Suck the last of summer from our cheeks
Draws the curtains, strips the trees
In so-called living rooms
Scottish pastimes come to roost
Love's labors stain a linen sheet
[Verse 2]
The ghostly body
Who makes his bed beside you
Is slowly losing teeth
The boy needs sunlight
And the shock of modesty
He needs to get some sleep
[Chorus]
It's not the answer
Sticking plaster on a shattered bone
What do you need?
What do you need from me?
It's not the answer
Treating cancer like a cold
What do you need
What do you need from me?
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