Tim Booth Follow

I saw you standing there
Mono brow, long black hair
Dance like Frida Kahlo
Your dance was so alone, so alone
When you shook
Your hips
The fire climbed up your spine
And spread into your hair

For as far as I can see
We were carved from the same tree
Two lonely refugees
Trying hard just to get home

One husband and one wife
A place to hang one's life
Two kids to help us grow
In space we’re not alone

Four walls one lid one home
A box to call our own
Some stuff to fill the place
Five bins to remove the waste

For as far as I can see
We were carved from the same tree
Two lonely refugees
Trying hard just to get home
For as far as I can tell
We were drawn from the same well
The same visions the same dreams
Hoping for ecstasy

Set a mattress on the floor
Put Chubb locks on the doors
Velvet curtains dimmer lights
Wooden floors and walls off-white
Log on the fire paintings on the walls
Prints of stars and waterfalls
Brand new set of global knives
Photos of friends and family life

For as far as I can see
We were carved from the same tree
Two lonely refugees
Trying hard just to get home
For as far as I can tell
We were rung from the same bell
Mix of minor major chords
Full of hope and human flaws

Your dance was so alone, so alone
And when you shook
Your hips
The fire climbed up your spine
And spread into your hair
The fire climbed up your spine
And spread into your hair
The fire climbed up your spine
And spread into your hair