Album Name : Surf
Release Date : 2005-12-05
Song Duration : 3:16
Roddy Frame Turning The World Around
Wrestling with the shadows of the night I feel my whole world slipping through my fists It's like I've got nothing goin' and what I know's not worth knowin' Then the first burst of the yellow morning light filters through the tracing paper mist And I find myself freewheelin' through my fear and those old feelings all take flight
It's like the sun releases my soul as they fall away They're broken into pieces by the toll of the everyday Love and small ambitions and good hearts run aground The pull of our condition, turning the world around
Turning my world over in my head, memories swimming round me chase their tails A raging ocean brimming with hungry sharks, still circling Seven seas all drowning me in dread, drag me down again and shred my sails Then she calls to talk and I'm clinging to the rock of something simple that she said
Rain washed conversation, born from winter blues Sprung from situations seen from somewhere new August burned ecstatic, Autumn's coming down Tiny twists of magic, turning the world around
