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Belle And Sebastian Fold Your Hands Child, You Walk Like A Peasant Woman's Realm I don't care whether you hear this I don't care if I'm alone here singing songs to myself There's nobody else around, around Meet you up at the Indian part of the town The town's shut down, the people left with their bags Their kids so there's not a sound a sound But I must get from there to here There's a small voice crying on the other side of the river from here It's too late to phone her now What went wrong, your grades were good It would take a left wing Robin Hood to pay for school Your dad's a boozer and you keep him alive Just a minute close your eyes If we settle for this compromise I'll stay with you The river looks so good tonight I don't know what's with your friend She met a boy and at the summer's end She said she'd had enough of playing games I don't care cause I'm by myself All the dancers left but I can't dance So I will stay and clean the mess they left behind But I dream as I set to scrub all the floors, the walls I'm thinking of a song or two, a boy a girl and a rendezvous Are you coming or are you not? There is nothing that would sort you out There's nothing I could say or do You're going to crash, I'll set the bails in front of you Are you coming or are you not? There is nothing that would sort you out An interesting way of life Deny yourself the benefits of being alive You slept better in a sleeping train in a shed in a station With a torch and a Woman's Realm to keep you warm To keep you company You slept better in a sleeping train in a shed in a station With a torch and a Woman's Realm to keep you company tonight |
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