17 April 2012
Hello new town. Cobbles pristine, Rows of thirty. Hello old town. Faces mean, effectively dirty
You can take away my happiness You can make me breathe smoke But you can't make me stop And you can't make me choke You were my Jekyll And this is my Hyde I can't feel my face Tastes like black lace Let me breathe Lothian air And make stupidity logical Just allow me a call
Do you look down on me? Do you analyse what you see? Do you even remember me? Because I remember you. Oh I remember you.
I have just realised There is no logic in randomness Just focus on Hocus pocus Time to do a runner Here come the mothers
Call me slow But the truth is I'm always running low
I can't emulate the feeling You were so fucking appealing On those cobbles Bring me trouble
This is my town Spit on my heart if you please You'll never take me down It's an art don't you see
Beat my heart Then tell me there's a god Bring me down But you're my town And I expect nothing less
Because I'm mr nice So get your dice I'll love you all the same
I want you to lie And I want you to die
Wear your tartan heart Tell me I need my sunglasses And lie Every time
I see my sepia childhood Every thing was good When I was two
It was always so sunny Everything was funny The cobbles smiled back at me And now there's a lack of glee
So close my dreams Burst my acoustic seams That's ok, I'll find another stage To replicate His dream
Goodbye Edinburgh, Goodbye New York, I'll see you again some day But life is short
This is my Town • Opuss № I