(Mike w Murray)
Bell tower
(Jian)
at the station
(Mike)
is ringin' the morning out.
(Jian)
imprisoned by
(All)
the situation.
(Mike)
Would be every bit as sour
(All)
if I miss you half as much.
Miss you half as much.
(Mike w Murray)
The man at the track
sent all the passengers back
and said the 3:29 wouldn't come.
(Jian)
No locomotion just ?devotion?.
(Mike w Murray)
I folded the map into the book on my lap
and wondered if I would feel half as numb
(All)
if I miss you half as much.
Miss you half as much.
(All, w lads in the background banging on walls, pianos, etc...)
In a year or two
we'll see this distance and this heartache through.
I never realized
that I would need the joys and secrets of your eyes
that much.
