调：D minor
Verse 1
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Gatwick. excited to to Gatwick.
forgive me father
I've sinned been caught
perpetuating wrongs
that still I can somehow be better than I am
if I can only bring myself
but all this progress I've made
has left me bitter and afraid
I fold the doors and let the
trappings of my life
Nobody calls,
but trust the scratching in the walls
To be my comfort and my shelter
from the world around me
forgive me for what I've sinned
I swear I'd not cling to anything
you'd care to show me
that modern miracle of sorts
Against a tide of advertising
Condition has been set
and every new potential threat
Must be eradicated from the
face of all that's sacred
I'll be hysterically yours
In death to any reason,
evidence or explanation
G
what have I become?
A middle finger to the sun?
I traded fireworks for love
and I was left with nothing
a burst of sulphur blown to hell
It just might be that all this history
I'm taking lessons from the past,
I won't build anything to last
But engineer to fall apart the
day the warranty expires
keep my flag pinned to the ground
Just don't look back and don't look down,
in fact try not to look at all
see definitions inexact
And explain away the darkest days
as misinterpretation
Like there's one single fucking truth
I couldn't battle right along
Could be so uncomplicated
Curse the impatience of the age
It all takes time, and time is money
Money talks, and talk is cheap
From seed to forest in a day
And by the time the summer's set
There's only dirt and
and the time brightly standing by
is now upon us,
everybody look for some distraction
forgive me father,
all my sins feel like they're woven,
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