I'm a little jealous of your kingdom
And everyone inside
And everything they seem to do is right
And everything you need is delivered in the evening
By that fat, pink colored family
'Cause we cant take it, anymore than you can
Floating 'round in ecstasy, not me
'Cause we can't take it, anymore than you can
We can't take it, we can't take the guilt
I need some help from your god
I messed up this time, didn't I
And worst of all, he saw it all
I know I used to pretend like I was one of them
But what do I know, I'm nothing to them now
'Cause we cant take it, anymore than you can
Floating 'round in ecstasy, not me
'Cause we can't take it, anymore than you can
We can't take it, we can't take the guilt
About all those lost words,
And every little mark
And every little circle
And every false start
And every little failure
And every remark
What do I know, they're nothing to me now
Now what do I know, I'm nothing to them now
Alec Bowman perfectly captures the dark soil under the pastoral world of British folk with this collection of melancholy originals. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2020
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