Lyrics

Waking a blank slate
Devouring breakfast as it’s served
Believing every word
Moving forwards, moving onwards
On with other words, take myself elsewhere

What dream is this I’ve been drawing up, sailing towards, drinking in, it’s sinking in,
I’m now sinking in it

Will I love another on Sunday
Are you seeking to drown out last night’s silence
Will I love another on Sunday
Are you seeing thai evening in the city
Yours the glass, mine the stone, let us dance again tomorrow
Yours the glass, mine the stone, let us dance again tomorrow

Sorrel’s hiding, screaming out for us to remember when we, giggling, picked her
The seaweed, mushrooms don’t know what they are
And we don’t know what we are

What dream is this I’ve been drawing up, sailing towards, drinking in, it’s sinking in,
I’m now sinking in it

Will I love another on Sunday
Are you seeking to drown out last night’s silence
Will I love another on Sunday
Are you seeing this evening in the city
Yours the glass, mine the stone, let us dance again tomorrow
Yours the glass, mine the stone, let us dance again tomorrow