Elbow - “The Bones of You”
So I’m there
Charging around with a juggernaut brow
Overdraft, speeches and deadlines to make
Cramming commitments like cats in a sack
Telephone burn and a purposeful gait
When out of a doorway the tentacles stretch
Of a song that I know
And the world moves in slow-mo
Straight to my head
like the first cigarette of the day
And it’s you, and it’s May
And we’re sleeping through the day
And I’m five years ago
And three thousand miles awayAnd I can’t move my arm
Through the fear that you will wake
And I’m five years ago
And three thousand miles away
