Canterbury Eleven, Twelve
We don't live we're tired with aching muscles.
We don't live we're tied up; they've tied us up to strings.
I've come full circle in my head it doesn't seem that detailed.
We don't live we're tired; we're always sleeping.
We don't live we're tied up, well here we go again.
On the run and I'm tired but I'm restless.
It's catching up I can feel it when the wind blows.
Maybe all that I need is to surrender
And feel some burn from the fire in the unknown.
Now my love (now my love), it's time to grow old a rich man.
Now my dear (now my dear), come if you want on an adventure.
Noooowww
They don't live they're tired with angry voices.
They don't live they're tied up; they'd cut them if they ran.
I'm wasting time, that's all I have,
So it's more like I'm wasting life.
They don't live they're tired; I've seen them sleeping.
Just wake up, wake up, you're living in a dream.
I'm the seeds that will one day be a jungle,
I'm the clouds that will one day bring you thunder,
I'm a ghost, you're the house that I'm haunting,
You're the flame, I'm the fire in the unknown.
Now my love (now my love), it's time to grow old a rich man.
Now my dear (now my dear), come if you want on an adventure.
Noooowww
(Eleven Twelve)
Now my love (now my love), it's time to grow old a rich man.
Now my dear (now my dear), come if you want on an adventure.
Noooowww
