LYRIC

In the kitchen past midnight
By the buzzing fridge in moonlight
The Holy Father told the world to hush
There's just the soft hiss from a toilet flush
I saw her for the first time, she made me crazy
While the band played something hazy
I think now I wait until tomorrow
Yes she is my brand new sorrow

In the car with a short wave radio
The sky is clearing up for about a minute or so
She plucks her sleeve I can't believe we met
Her look is friendly, mine's of a man in sweat
'you want my love for you to be stronger
But don't forget the heart is a muscle
Not easy to work out' she suddenly said
I do a little dance drenched in alcohol
That's head down and one arm
Stretched against the wall

Across the sparking waters I sail my boat
Back to that april morning on a spot not too remote
Where once my hands were much too shaky
To use my mobile phone
When by the throat I put her to bed
Now with weeds overgrown
'you want my love for you to be stronger but
Don't forget the heart is a muscle
Not easy to work out' I know
In the kitchen past midnight
By the buzzing fridge in moonlight
I know

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