K2 - Elbow.mp3

[01:03.91]I'm imagining rippling fingers on keys
[01:08.27]Miming it wild on a cold stone table
[01:12.20]Picturing and wishing for home and jiggling my knees
[01:17.50]Send an urgent cable
[01:20.30]K2+Little Fictions+****head's done a runner and he's wondering
[01:22.86]If anyone cares
[01:25.68]Is the landing light on
[01:28.13]Back to the pebbles that mum's eggs hatched in
[01:32.03]Give me her perfume
[01:34.16]Give me her prayers and advice
[01:36.53]Hands up if you've never seen the sea
[01:39.57]I'm from a land with an island status
[01:44.01]Makes us think that everyone hates us
[01:46.56]Maybe darling they do
[01:49.38]But they haven't met you
[01:52.60]They only know the villains at the tiller
[01:55.35]And they gambled the farm on a headline
[01:58.75]Jesus, getting harder to see what they're doing 'til it's done
[02:03.52]And they're never gonna make an arrest on Fleet Street
[02:09.33]Yes and I'm given to believing in love
[02:13.53]I've written the word in my blood
[02:18.55]And I perch on a shelf of the K2
[02:22.31]Made of the believers that
[02:24.19]Love, opens the fist just enough for a hand
[02:35.51][02:31.48]To slip into the hand
[02:39.59]I've been asleep in the woods with a mother to be
[02:44.31]Planning on a static caravan in the Andes
[02:48.06]Making a break with the steel magpie on the rise
[02:53.60]Defeat in our time or do we
[02:56.22]Meet on the street again due to the few?
[03:00.01]Batter it out and refresh vendetta
[03:03.45]Better surely to pause
[03:06.08]Consider the path
[03:07.60]It's full of blood, snot and teeth and the glory of no one
[03:12.46]Hands up if you've never seen the sea
[03:15.92]We're from a place with an island status
[03:19.74]Queuing round the corner for a pencil and paper again
[03:25.53]Come the virus of virii
[03:28.00]God send us to a digital end
[03:31.56]With following strangers and swiping at friends
[03:35.44]I'll send you a postcard
[03:38.08]See you in Hull
[03:39.66]In a sweater made of Atacama llama wool
[03:45.34]Yes and I'm given to believing in love
[03:50.05]I've written the word in my blood
[03:54.54]And I perch on a shelf of the K2
[03:58.43]Made of the believers that
[04:00.16]Love, opens the fist just enough for a hand
[04:11.40][04:07.04]To slip into the hand
[04:17.30]Yes and I'm given to believing in love
[04:21.91]I've written the word in my blood
[04:26.02]I've seen it make a heaven of
[04:28.08]Backstreet, bedsit and bomb site living room
[04:32.18]Love, opens the fist just enough for a hand
[04:39.48]To slip into the hand
[04:43.37]To slip into the hand
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