Mouth of a Story - The Raincoats

Your look the mouth of a story

Its fire cracks your sore lips

The sea hits the rocks today, tomorrow

With a noise of rolling pain

It’s too late

It’s too soon to wait

If the sun shone grey would be blue

Another tear would still

Fall

In welcome waters

An absent lover- a turmoil

A lost friendship- a pit

An absent friend- a turmoil

A lost lover- a pit

Your forehead weighs

A new friendship you can barely touch

Your forehead weighs

A new friendship you’re scared to touch

Another day the window looks blurred

The same record

Music that brings love

Music that hits you

Music that feeds melancholy

It flows

Your mind flows the day flows

You don’t want to get busy

Or forget that misery

Comes and goes

And comes and goes

And comes again

Your last dream showed it

Your body woke up

Nobody saw the hooks still in it

There’s a wall before stillness

There’s a punishment for this or that

For love or hate

For being, for being (x 9)