Giving Me Wings

The Frames

You're a fool man

You threw it away

You kill her

With your confidence

In the old days

The cause you embraced

The simple things

That people over complicate

Speaking in lines

Known to yourself

Your speaking at length

On all those days

Will you come with me

And we'll be ourselves,

And we'll walk into the light

And you can colour yourself

In golden wings

You're never yourself

Not even with me

Will you come with me

And we'll ask the dust

It's on my way

It's all my concentration

Can hold

But you alienate me

And throw it down

And rip it off

When nothing's feeling right

And I'll show you how

You can sellotape it on

You're giving me wings

So I don't have to jump

And you're giving me will

So I can carry on

Dissimulate and celebrate this

Time we had alone