Lauren laverne playing elbows new one
Someone take Guy Garvey into a field and put everyone out of their misery
Having no discernible song writing talent is a crime in itself, combined with his own gigantic shimmering self belief it is fuxking unbearable
The universe keeps singing this song
Your eyes are diabolical blue, ooh
I've been watching you walk on the water lately
My arms outstretched when you do
What am I?
What am I on the earth for
If not to put you to bed?
If not to remind you to eat sometimes, if...
If not to cradle your head?
What am I without you?
The universe keeps singing its song
I can't get it out of my head
It skips right along like a stone on water
And I think I know how it ends
The last eyes I wanna see
Are yours, are brown and diabolical blue
They never once criеd without laughing, baby
So I'll line up a zinger for you
That's what I'll do
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
What am I without you?
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
What am I without you?
What am I without you?
What am I?