By Riggs
Date: 3 August 2000
Embrace the Sky
I have six steel strings and a wooden box,
and a failing voice that chokes on your name.
And now that you couldn't care,
the words don't sound the same.
Everyday is a blessing,
or so I have been told...
I'm still so young
how can each day make me feel so old.
Float in the sky
Waiting to die
Float in the sky
Waiting to die
The room's so cold and empty
that's cos I'm not here.
My heartstrings play a dull flat chord,
that echoes in my ears.
Superficial scratches
Syd Barrett on my mind,
getting booked by Karma Cops
and laughing till he cried.
Can you even see me?
Hiding way down here?
See down is up and up is high
no brakes and I can't steer.
Float in the sky
Waiting to die
Embrace the sky
Waiting to die
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