2005 - Intellectual

[Intro]

And you could lose yourself in this world, easy

I don’t want to regret that

We never had a name for anxiety then, you said

Whatever it was made me, me

And on our bikes we used to take the shortcut through the graveyard

Now I see your father stood talking to you there for hours

And I haven’t asked him how he’s doing

I haven’t visited 'cause I don’t know what to say, honestly

[Verse 1]

Writing on a Monday morning

This week feels like a mountain

While I’m still trying to decide if its best to hide behind my eyelids

And it's cold

When you’re gone you’re cold

His weakness gives you strength

Not always for good

Drifting into hell

You think I can’t see

It’s over

Like my boy from the corner

Like mummies corolla

Like those nights in Paris

Rip them off these four walls like posters

Wonder if life is about staying true

While watching the sky change on you

Spread your wings or lose your inhibitions for a moment or two

You're floating

If we make it through this

We’ll make it through anything

I spent too many night here, twisting and turning

In the corner of a corner

And when the truth capsizes

Will you blame the tide or the timing

She loves you regardless

You feel alone in the darkness

In the frame

And if the way forwards is backwards

Back down those country lanes

Back staring through that window pane

While the sun sets on all we made

The bigger picture’s what we ran through

And chose to leave behind

Frustrating how the truth was the intention behind our divide

[Chorus]

'Cause she’s got lots of love

And she’s staring at you in the dark

She got lots of words that’ve been tearing you apart

Welcome to the end of the place you call home

Made hell for the highs, to try and fall through a moment

Your faithful eyes

I just want to trust like you do

Maybe I could stay there with you

The world looks so unkind from up here though

Hero

[Verse 2]

These hands are trembling

That word was heaven sent

I smashed this mirror

In one moment I reached for everything i’d ever felt

These conversations

Where we prioritise listening

Until our words are genuine and relevant

Still caught between two worlds

That raised me and framed my ambivalence

I still need that first line of space

Repeated by a stranger

I can’t confide in those too close who treat help

As if it were a favour

He’s outgrowing expectations and familiar faces

Witnessed you throw him to the waves

Just to try save him while he was drowning

I'm floating