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Between the words that I don't say |
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Beneath your sacred nights and days |
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Through the gales of life and laughter |
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when you can't you see what you're after |
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The evenings and the afternoons |
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are measured out in coffee spoons |
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Between the sunshine and the rain |
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I thought I'd have something more to say |
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It's a new life for the neighbours |
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with their name in all the papers, don't you know? |
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Don't you know? |
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Should we go out for a laugh? |
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I've a faded photograph |
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of one day in some September |
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that we had and can't remember |
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Should your god refute the facts |
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and science not take up the slack? |
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You could get your money back |
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for all you want and all you have |
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It's a new day for the neighbours |
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with their name in all the papers, don't you know? |
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Don't you know? |
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It's a new day for the neighbours |
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with their name in all the papers, don't you know? |
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Don't you know? |
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I'm looking for some better day |
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I'm looking for some better way |
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Through the gales of life and laughter |
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when you don't know what you're after |
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will drag me to the kitchen sink |
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My whole day is on the brink |
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From here I can still see the moon |
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I think I'll move there someday soon |
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It's a new day for the neighbours |
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with their name in all the papers, don't you know? |
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Don't you know? |
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It's a new life for the neighbours |
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with their name in all the papers, don't you know? |
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Don't you know? |
