Artist: James Yorkston
5am and still we're talking
Rambling on about past lovers
Tears are us and laughter plenty
Here's to one you'd clean forgotten
You're not so kind, I'm more forgiving
Could I just have been that drunken fool?
On the evidence of tonight it seems
Hindsight's failure points straight to me
Points straight to you
Tell you the thoughts of raising anchor
Charges the blood and rushes through me
What have you now that keeps you grounded?
I have nothing but my fears and frailties
And lazy old me
Where in the world would I run?
Everywhere I love it is well haunted
And where in the world would run?
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