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Lyrics: Following A Star
I'm playing taxi/no taxi at 3am
And, to occupy my mind, I'm picking scabs inside my psyche that only seem To supparate at night And there's a star hanging in the sky, shining on its own, Frightened of the moon And if this evening gets much worse i'll come over all meta-versal So pray we're nearly home. I've lived too long to hang my hopes upon the same old star I should be mortgaging a house or test-driving a car I've lived too long to hang my hopes upon the same old star I lived too long to be following a star. Rising in the East, the thing i always sought Was what all the old stories sold And though i never was a wise-man i always bought More, Commonsense, and Cold And as i sat and washed my socks last night While watching ITV The Angel Of The Bored came down and turned me on And i think she said to me: You've lived too long to hang your hopes upon the same old star You should be mortgaging a house or test-driving a car You've lived too long to hang your hopes upon the same old star You've lived too long to be following a star. I'm always 24 days from you - i've opened doors but i'm always 24 days from you - it's always chocolate there, it's never been a picture of you 24 days from you. I'm always 24 days from you It's always Christmas Eve, it's never ever Christmas Day. I've lived too long to hang my hopes upon the same old star I should be mortgaging a house or test-driving a car I've lived too long to hang my hopes upon the same old star I lived too long to be following a star. Published by Wipe Out Music Publishing click here for notes click here for appearances |
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An Artists Against Success PresentationMaintained by MJ Hibbett & The Validators |
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