歌词
Been climbing trees, I've skinned my knees
My hands are black, the sun is going down
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She scruffs my hair in the kitchen steam
She's listening to the dream I weaved today
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Crosswords through the bathroom door
While someone sings the theme tune to the news
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And my sister buzzes through the room
Leaving perfume in the air
And that's what triggered this
I come back here from time to time
I shelter here somedays
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A high-back chair, he sits and stares
A 1000 yards and whistles marching-band
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Kneeling by and speaking up
He reaches out, and I take a massive hand
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Disjointed tales that flit between
Short trousers and a full dress uniform
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And he talks of people ten years gone
Like I've known them all my life
Like scattered black and whites
I come back here from time to time
I shelter here somedays
I come back here from time to time
Shelter here somedays