Kingsbury Manx Ruins
the way i bleed
the way i fought
the way your drink dribbles down your jaw
and with our starry eyes we saw
it isn’t the time and it isn’t the place
offer out a hand for me to take
this is a canopy of shade
underneath it lies our shame
it isn’t the time and it isn’t the place
these are the ruins of a great mistake
the way i lean
the way i walk
the way you trace me with the chalk
and with our sorry eyes we saw
it isn’t the time and it isn’t the place
with a rolled up fist and a blinding rage
this is a graceful looking age
they always said we’d be afraid
it isn’t the time and it isn’t the place
these are the ruins of a great mistake
it isn’t the time and it isn’t the place
these are the ruins of a great mistake
the way i lean
the way i walk
the way i lean
the way i walk
the way i lean
the way i walk
the way i lean
the way i walk
