It's perfectly suited
|
This uniform grey
|
There are no bearings
|
To the day
|
I came down from the air
|
And i'll leave by boat
|
|
I'm down with your rainy town
|
Out on the spit
|
With the biggest port around
|
My friend is on the way
|
He's bringing my coat
|
|
Oh you don't do, what I want you to
|
But I haven't been
|
Through what you've been through
|
And we could use that
|
As an excuse
|
If that's what you choose
|
If that's what you choose
|
|
Well it was kinda hard
|
To pull away
|
He said "Buck up baby,
|
It's okay
|
The sunlight on the floor will always fall."
|
|
And I meant to write it on the plane
|
High above my earthly pain
|
But I slept right through the flight
|
And that was all
|
|
Oh you don't do, what I want you to
|
But I haven't been
|
Through what you've been through
|
And we could use that
|
As an excuse
|
If that's what you choose
|
If that's what you choose
|
|
It's perfectly suited
|
This uniform grey
|
There are no bearings
|
To the day
|
I came down from the air
|
And i'll leave by boat
|
|
I'm down in your rainy town
|
In the spare room
|
With the biggest port around
|
My friend is on the way
|
He's bringing my coat x 3
|
|
-----------------
|
Uniform Grey
|
Sarah Harmer |