Sad Lovers & Giants The Sky Is A Glove
Envelopes keep dropping through the letterbox inside my head
I watch them hit the doormat then explode into the room
I recognise the writing and I know that when I open them
Your words will change the rythm of this perfect afternoon
I’m floating by wearing the sky like a glove
I look out from my window ledge across the fields below me
To a cottage in a garden on a headland by the sea
Your letter holds a photograph
The faces seem familiar but the names are half forgotten
Like a stain that never cleans
I’m floating by wearing the sky like a glove
There’s nothing quite as certain as a letter from reality
Neglect your obligations and they’ll throw away the key
I’ve struggled in the curtains on the threshold of insanity
You say I’m just a dreamer but that’s all that you can see
I’m floating by wearing the sky like a glove
There’s nothing quite as certain as a letter from reality
Neglect your obligations and they’ll throw away the key
I’m cutting off the hand of fate to stop him interfering
With another dose of problems and an answer I don’t need
I’m floating by wearing the sky like a glove
The sky is a glove
