Fred Thomas - Wet Like A Cloud
Give up the ghost, hold me close
Sing me the song that you love most
The words hang like diamonds with music inside them
Colliding in time with your mouth
Find me alone
Walk me home
Show me a world I've not yet known
The buildings are breathing
They cry when they're sleeping
We're hurting their feelings somehow
So send an apology made of technology
Bricks turn to circuits instead
Sing like a microphone
Talk like a telephone
Watch like a film in your head
Bleed like a needle
Don't listen to people
They only say things so that something gets said
Cough like a cigarette
Turn like a turnicate
Burn like a firetruck red
Sleep like a pillow and
Wait like a window
In winter with snow-covered ledge
The birds will return soon
To bend round your bedroom
While radios talk to the dead
And you dream like a bed
Dream like a bed
Whisper and speak
Touch my cheek
Show me the smile that makes me weak
CARS crash whenever we kiss
Everything vanishes
Sweetness is all I feel
Write on my hand
Understand
Breath in the way only you can
You know that you are both the love note caught in my throat and the hope that it's real
So end like a funeral
Send out the usual
Static, please, from your lungs
Swallow like medicine
I think you're better than
Anything under the sun
Oh life remystified
Oh walking valentine
Oh unimaginable love
Smoke like a factory
Steal my identity
Sell it right back to me now
Break like tradition in need of revision
Transmissions will listen like sound
Think like a memory, warm and Septembery
Endlessly coming unwound
Till you find yourself out
With the graves in the ground
Tears rolling out of eyes
As wet as a cloud
But it's only the sound of your joy coming down.
Sing me the song that you love most
The words hang like diamonds with music inside them
Colliding in time with your mouth
Find me alone
Walk me home
Show me a world I've not yet known
The buildings are breathing
They cry when they're sleeping
We're hurting their feelings somehow
So send an apology made of technology
Bricks turn to circuits instead
Sing like a microphone
Talk like a telephone
Watch like a film in your head
Bleed like a needle
Don't listen to people
They only say things so that something gets said
Cough like a cigarette
Turn like a turnicate
Burn like a firetruck red
Sleep like a pillow and
Wait like a window
In winter with snow-covered ledge
The birds will return soon
To bend round your bedroom
While radios talk to the dead
And you dream like a bed
Dream like a bed
Whisper and speak
Touch my cheek
Show me the smile that makes me weak
CARS crash whenever we kiss
Everything vanishes
Sweetness is all I feel
Write on my hand
Understand
Breath in the way only you can
You know that you are both the love note caught in my throat and the hope that it's real
So end like a funeral
Send out the usual
Static, please, from your lungs
Swallow like medicine
I think you're better than
Anything under the sun
Oh life remystified
Oh walking valentine
Oh unimaginable love
Smoke like a factory
Steal my identity
Sell it right back to me now
Break like tradition in need of revision
Transmissions will listen like sound
Think like a memory, warm and Septembery
Endlessly coming unwound
Till you find yourself out
With the graves in the ground
Tears rolling out of eyes
As wet as a cloud
But it's only the sound of your joy coming down.
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