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Fill Your Sails

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In the carpark in your head, you're still standing like a stone Tightened up a spinning fan, chest is filling up with foam You got string around your wrists, put it there to leave a clue I'm so casual I could melt round your feet and follow you When I think of you I don't try to feel, I swear I won't Wear you like a uniform, while I'm moving I stay warm Took two years of thinking hard and another just to start The little time machine I built upside down and in the dark See us marching like a troop down the holy corridors Walking like we're fucking saints, over water we're on tour I made it mine, what can I do? Take it back, listen to you Look, it's not my fucking job to get the paste back in the tube I've been feeling like I should, burning underneath the lights Polarising everything but sleeping eight hours a night Got some glitter in my cuts, I'm gonna take 'em to the stage Blood spreading through the water, fins carving through the waves These days, I don't mind sticking round Yeah, these days, I don't mind sticking round How's that sound? And now I'm feeling like a kid lying on the wooden stairs I've been dreaming of these years but now the memories come in pairs When I grabbed you by the shirt and pushed you up against the car I was seeing fire blue, come on Ben, I need you calm This is everything I'm not and I have hated who I am Hang the bedsheets over lighting, shadows dancing off your hands Maybe I can be your crutch, maybe I can leave a trail Maybe I could flip the cross but I could never fill your sails Ben, Ben, Ben, Ben Ben, Ben, Ben, Ben Ben, Ben, Ben, Ben Ben, Ben, Ben, Ben Ben, Ben, Ben, Ben Ben, Ben, Ben, Ben Ben, Ben, Ben, Ben Ben, Ben, Ben, Ben