I´m trying to put this thing to bed
I´ve drugged it in its sleep
There isn´t many memories
I´m comfortable to keep
This ball keeps rolling on
It´s heading for the streets
Keep expecting you to send for me
The invitation never comes
Each time I turn around
There´s nothing there at all
So tell me why I feel like
I´m up against a wall
But maybe it´s a flase alarm
And all the answers sound the same
Just colours bleeding into one
That doesn´t have a name
Maybe I can´t see
Maybe it´s just me
Now the curtain´s coming up
The audience is still
I´m struggling to cater for
The space I´m meant to fill
And distance doesn´t care
Each time I turn around
There´s nothing there at all
So tell me why I feel like
I´m up against a wall
But maybe it´s a flase alarm
And all the answers sound the same
Just colours bleeding into one
That doesn´t have a name
Maybe I can´t see
Maybe it´s just me
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.com
I´m trying to put this thing to bed
I drugged it in its sleep
Remember what you said
Are you comfortable to keep it?