the birth of the true şarkı sözü

words and music by roddy frame
i feel the magic that our time has traced,
and make a point of it in every place.
but every place deserves a curse or two,
for making me so far away from you.

i saw some pictures of the world at war,
i couldn´t suss what all the fuss was for,
i wear a picture of you wearing black,
and kissing me behind the butler´s back.

sometimes i get down,
but it´s not you that gets me down,
it´s just the sense of the impossible,
gratuitously handed down.

chorus:
but oh no, not you, don´t wipe your eyes over lies,
just let them shine their blue,
on every whisper that welcomes the inconceivable,
and the birth of the true.

i´d sack the world and make a second start,
i´d sack my head until i found my heart,
i´d fill the distance with a red parade,
and burn the banks down while the bugles played.

sometimes i get down,
but it´s not you that gets me down,
it´s just the sense of the impossible,
gratuitously handed down.

chorus