Lisa Hannigan Album

what you at my gentle spoken friend i lack a frame to put you in when you're an ocean and a rock away

i feel you in the pocket of my overcoat my fingers wrap around your words they take the shape of games we play

i feed your words through my buttonholes pin them to my fingerless gloves green and prone to fraying

Thoughts of you, warm my bones I'm on the way, I'm on the phone, Lets get lost, me and you, an ocean and a rock is nothing to me.

i am far away from where you lay, awake the day while you fall to sleep an ocean and a rock away

i keep you in the pockets of my dresses and the bristles of my brushes spin you into my curls today

I spoon you into my coffee cup, spin you through a delicate wash I wear you all day

Thoughts of you warm my bones I'm on my way, I'm on the phone lets get lost, me and you an ocean and a rock is nothing to me

Thoughts of you, warm my bones, I'm on the way, I'm nearly home, Lets get lost, me and you an ocean and a rock is nothing to me

I have lost you to sleep again. sleeping as we do on opposite sides of a venn diagram I read the time in shadows on the wall - the shards of light through the slats on your window

ah ha ha ha!

I ease myself from under your languid arm, fumble on my boots and hear you breathe through your alarm I disarm it for you, you rarely heed it anyway I wouldn't want it to intrude upon your dream, school bell ring messing up the play

ah ha ha ha!

A note, penned clumsily in this century's type-ruined hand saying gone down the shops for a walk I'll bring back some sandwiches and then I kiss your face, the black and the blue tie it into my laces, I don't want the wander blocking up the view

ah ha ha ha!

I stumble out into the afternoon. still salty from drink and the late night pool I'll be gone an hour at most, you will be more diagonal I've a head on me in the post, I know, a castle swallowed in the swell.

ah ha ha ha!

there's one man, he's like
the wishful thinking in my life, i see so
and he's like the wine on the weekend...
and though he is like the sea and it's right he be so
if i hold tight he'll wash over me...

there's one girl I like she's a smile on a monday
and she'll fight to stay so...
and she's like the sun on the weekend
and though she is like the sea and she's right to be so
still i like that she sails with me...

didn't we all break down
didn't we all fake
isn't it alright now
didn't we all break out...

there's one man so bright he blocks the light
and he'll always be so...
he's like no sleep on the weekend
and though he is like the sea and he's right to be so
when i hold tight i sink down deep...

didn't we all break down
didn't we all fake
isn't it alright now
didn't we all break out...

and though we are like the sea and it's right we be so
we could chase tails all the years I've been given...

Surface slowly at your own speed waiting for some sky. We're all laughing, we're all faking just to see you smile.

She waits her turn she waits her time, And all her love it sings it shines

Have your coffee, splishy splashy frozen up the stairs. Hollow but so normal when she needs a piece of care.

She waits her turn she waits her time, And all her love It sings it shines.

I don't know what you smoke or what countries you've been to if you speak any other languages other than your own but I'd like to meet you I don't know if you drive if you love the ground beneath you I don't know if you write letters or panic on the phone still I'd like to call you all the same, if you want to, I am game.

I don't know if you can swim or if the sea has any draw for you if you're better in the morning or when the sun goes down I'd like to talk to you I don't know if you can dance if the thought ever occurred to you if you eat what you've been given or push it round your plate still I'd like to cook for you all the same, I would want to, I am game,

If you walk my way and I could keep my head we could creep away in the dark or maybe not, we could shoot it down anyway.

I don't know if you read novels or the magazines if you love the hand that feeds you I assume that your heart's been bruised I know I'd like to know you you don't know if I can draw at all or what records I am into if I sleep like a spoon or rarely at all or maybe you would do? maybe you would do

if I walk your way I will keep my head we will feel our way through the dark though I don't know you I think that I would do I don't fall easy at all

For you, we steer a house of smoke and brick and I keep it all For you, bedecked with bicycles to pick and I keep it all For you, it wouldn't do wandering all adrift so I keep it all For you, there's fire in the belly of our ship, I keep it all

Call if the lights on, come in and lay low Just so that you know, go on and Fall down and hold your ground, A harbour that grows And how could you know, that i keep it all

For you we fill our sails with tales and fables i keep it all For you, to bear you through stormy seas unstable and i keep it all, For you, you're welcome to all that's on my table i keep it all and you, I count you til i fall asleep, I keep it all.

Call if the lights on, come in and lay low Just so that you know, go on and Fall down and hold your ground, A harbour that grows And how could you know, that i keep it all

What you say we come up with the sun, the morning bell to come and be my friend until the end I'll be your friend as well

woah oh oh oh!

Green are your eyes In the morning, when you rise Don't you be afraid to lie By me, my love Your father will not know

Love can be broken Though no words are spoken Don't you be afraid to lie By me, my love Your father will not know

Love, don't cry I`ll never try Don't you be afraid to lie By me, my love Your father will not know

Green are your eyes In the morning, when you rise Don't you be afraid to lie By me, my love Your father will be told someday About our wedding day(? )

sit down and fire away, i know it's tricky when you're feeling low,
when you feel like your flavour
has gone the way of a pre-shelled pistachio...
i know you're weighed down
you're fed up with your heavy
your boots
laced with melancholy notion's all you own...

i do - like sugar - tend toward the brittle and sticky when spun
and i know my demeanor
has gone the way of a photo left out in the sun...
so i try to keep myself in lillies and flax seeds...
oh what a folly- fooling just yourself...

sit down and smoke away,i wouldn't knock it till you're in them shoes
oh watch as ours subtlety blows away as a blusher gives way to a bruise...
but seemly, we'd freely make a trade-off
a dry rot to take the weight off
swap the boots for red shoes

Waking up today it was cold out there's something I should say but I can't get my head around the bends in your brain and your elaborate pain makes me tired

as an old balloon I hold my breath like a penance paid too soon with too much eagerness to know what is true when air is changed by you it makes it hard

i don't know where it comes from where to go when the rains come when the rain..

Put me back in the bottle where the sea meets the sun when the bones and their rattle don't mean anything to no-one I had a swing when my salt was my own I'd my teeth bared for battle til love lost made me dull

He went to see for a day
He wanted to know what to say
when he asked what he'd done
in the past to someone
that he loved endlessly...
now she's gone, and so is he...

i went to war every morning
i lost my way, but now I'm following
what you said in my arms...
what i read in the charms
that i loved durably
now it's dead and gone, and i am free...

i went to sleep for the daytime
i shut my eyes to the sunshine
turned my head away from the noise
bruise and drip decay of childish toys
that i love arguably
all our labouring gone to seed

we went out to play for the evening
and wanted to hold on to the feeling
and the stretch in the sun
and the breathlessness as we run
to the beach endlessly
as the sun creeps up on the sea...