Bell X1
My First Born For A Song

Somewhere in this sea of Club Milks
Tea and ashtrays
There is a song
I'm in the crow's nest with binoculars
Just waiting for one to come along
I've seen the flare so I know it's there
It has me tied up at a rate of knots
No navigation, global position
Just me and this midnight oil

So take me to your king
I hear he's the man to see
And I will cross his palm

My first born for a song

Somewhere in this froth
And howling wind
There's something worth singing
Climb into the attic to write me a classic
But it's not happening
It's just Christmas up here
Between the phone calls
And text messages
The air must be thick with words
But not between us
Shoulder to grindstone
Switching to manual
Keep the head down
And I'll see you at the end

So take me to your king
I hear he's the man to see
And I will cross his palm

My first born for a song


Mirror lyrics:

My first born for a song

And I will cross his palm
I hear he's the man to see
So take me to your king

And I'll see you at the end
Keep the head down
Switching to manual
Shoulder to grindstone
But not between us
The air must be thick with words
And text messages
Between the phone calls
It's just Christmas up here
But it's not happening
Climb into the attic to write me a classic
There's something worth singing
And howling wind
Somewhere in this froth

My first born for a song

And I will cross his palm
I hear he's the man to see
So take me to your king

Just me and this midnight oil
No navigation, global position
It has me tied up at a rate of knots
I've seen the flare so I know it's there
Just waiting for one to come along
I'm in the crow's nest with binoculars
There is a song
Tea and ashtrays
Somewhere in this sea of Club Milks


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