tim finn - not even close lyrics
i’ve been walking the straight line
living in my best friend’s pocket
been looking at my life
all the time, all the time
how can i do my work?
always looking over my shoulder
when everything falls apart
when you make a false start
then you can’t turn the pages
and you can’t find the door
when you’re n-body’s baby
not even close to pulling through
we fill up stolen hours,
hunger for the touch of money
building crooked towers
on the faultline, faultline
when i came running to you
i was following the light from a dead star
when everything falls apart
when you meet a false heart
then you can’t turn the pages
and you can’t find the door
when you’re n-body’s baby
not even close to pulling through
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— james anthony peter matthew mark luke john bowditch —
————– [email protected] ————–
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—– and the piano smells like a piano, —–
—– and the microphone smells like a microphone, —–
—– and they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar —–
—– and it gets all soggy and sinks to the bottom. —–
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