Come, steal my thoughts away Thief of my identity I was holding on to decency Reality
Come, and take me for a walk Up to your apartment, base I'll be a sidecar if you want to race Born to race
Put your hand on mine And take me from this coloured rock Take me from this early night From the sea and reddened countryside
If you talk to me that soon I'll be your accomplice in love And we will talk only in rhymes Talk only in verse
I will leave the ones I love Leave them for the years to come Even though I may be doing wrong Doing wrong
I will follow in your steps Walk right to the station cold Buy a ticket and then slowly go Slowly go
In this place and time Easy as the first escape I got money I need no disguise I'm a citizen and city-wise
In this time and place There's no-one who will shoot you down There's no-one who will take a gun And tell us you can't have the world
Boy, you don't know what you want It isn't what you think it is All the dreams and guilt and loneliness Loneliness
Boy, if we were to be friends Subtle is the art required To drive the evil from this lonely part Lonely part
Take this hand from me And Fashion me into your junior clerk Let me lift the shadows off your work
Things get tough for you As they did when you came up through the ranks You can borrow from my faith From my faith
Take this hand from me And Fashion me into your junior clerk Let me lift the shadows off your work
Things get tough for you As they did when you came up through the ranks You can borrow from my faith From my faith
From my faith From my faith From my faith From my faith From my faith From my faith From my faith From my faith From my faith
Compositores: Christopher Thomas Geddes (Geddes Christopher), Richard William Colburn, Sarah Ann Martin (Martin Sarah), Stephen Thomas Jackson (Jackson Stephen), Stuart Lee Murdoch (Belle & Sebastian), Robert Michael Kildea (Bobby Kildea) ECAD: Obra #11763104