Sit down and fire away.
I know it's tricky when you're feeling low.
When you feel like your flavour
has gone the way of a pre-shelled pistachio.
I know you're weighed down
and fed up with your heavy boots
laced with melancholy notions all your own.
I do, like sugar,
tend toward the brittle and sticky when spun.
And I know my demeanour
could go the way of a photo left out in the sun.
And I try to keep myself in lilies and flax seeds.
Oh what a folly, fooling just yourself.
Sit down and smoke away.
I wouldn't knock it till you're in them shoes.
Oh watch as our subtlety blows away,
as a blusher gives way to a bruise.
But seemly, we'd freely make a trade-off.
A dry rot to take the weight off.
Swap the boots for red shoes.
- 专辑：Sea Sew
- 歌手：Lisa Hannigan