Homecut I Don't Even Know (feat. Corinne Bailey Rae & Soweto Kinch)
[Chorus Corinne Bailey Rae]
I don't even know
How these flowers'll grow
All on their own…
Maybe you could help me out
I planted seeds long ago
Tended them, even so…
Oh no, oh no
I hope that it turns out right
[Verse 1. Homecut]
One thing I can't understand, Two I can't comprehend
Three about something with the… ah its gone again
I was writing glow in the dark songs: an offering
So I can give just a little of bit honesty
You're in the wrong place if you're just complacent
But I wouldn't mind a change from this uphill arrangement
Must be something in the liquidation
Leaving me dazed like the way between a man and a maiden
Things didn't happen quite the way that I planned but
Wish it was Superman One I'd send world backwards
I put my hands up, at times I get anxious
Test my loved ones till we fall out like dandruff (uh-oh)
I think I been here more than once
Like typing the PIN number but still insufficient funds
Struggling with stuff like suffering
God only knows, that why put I trust my Him..
(…‘cause I don't' even know)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2. Soweto Kinch]
How did I get into this fixed up situation?
Missed another payment they could take my whole home as a stipulation
Life's a sequence of inner stresses and irritations
And a conviction the bank's tampered with my mini-statements
I don't even know which way to turn?
Think a vein will burst, ex-girl ain't concerned
Won't get these papes returned by April first
Cold approaching broken heater, no dough in the token meter
Too slow to switch it overheated and blown the speakers
Can't even use the phone either
First day after the postal strike never processed the payment
As an oversight. Overnight the phonebox has broke apart
My overdraft swollen so fast it needs lipo and open heart
I don't even know, if I'll ever find this living simple
Find a lady to give to or drift through and hit sixty single
I don't even know, or if I be the kind of live performer
Who survives a trauma or the type to never find a calling
And die a pauper, Lord help me see more clearly on the road
I drift weary alone but I don't even know
[Chorus]
[Soweto Kinch Sax solo]
[Refrain Corinne Bailey Rae]
I Don't Even Know
..I hope that it turns out right
