False Alarm by KT Tunstall
I'm trying to put this thing to bed
I drugged it in its sleep
There isn't many memories I'm comfortable to keep
This ball keeps rolling on
It's heading for the street
Keep expecting you to send for me
The invitation never comes
Each time I turn around
There's nothing there at all
So tell me why I feel like
I'm up against a wall
But maybe it's a false alarm
And every answer sounds the same
Just colours bleeding into one that hasn't got a name
Maybe I can't see
Maybe it's just me
And the curtain's coming up
The audience is still
I'm struggling to cater for
The space I'm meant to fill
And distance doesn't care
No distance doesn't care
***
If someone gave me a dollar each time I lost my sanity, I would be loaded by now.
I'm trying to put this thing to bed
I drugged it in its sleep
There isn't many memories I'm comfortable to keep
This ball keeps rolling on
It's heading for the street
Keep expecting you to send for me
The invitation never comes
Each time I turn around
There's nothing there at all
So tell me why I feel like
I'm up against a wall
But maybe it's a false alarm
And every answer sounds the same
Just colours bleeding into one that hasn't got a name
Maybe I can't see
Maybe it's just me
And the curtain's coming up
The audience is still
I'm struggling to cater for
The space I'm meant to fill
And distance doesn't care
No distance doesn't care
***
If someone gave me a dollar each time I lost my sanity, I would be loaded by now.
posted by mei at 2:08 AM
1 Comments:
Hi there Mei. Yes, i wrote about the Yangtze painter. Would it be ok if i got more details about you first before i give you his contact, cause i'm no longer with SPH? I got his number under confidence too so i've got to ask him for his permission too. Thanks!
Kim
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