Testo Taste The Coast

Flick the little moles that move
Hide your face with your heavy woolen hood
Don't worry chum, the wind will pick up soon

They'll be gone, we'll be free, walk on

Gulp down the salt sea air and taste the coast
The land that brought you up, taught you the most And named your name, gave you chances no one knows

You're with me, climb that tree, climb on

Days go by, but I'm behind
I've got to pick up my feet, keep moving
There's no need to worry
We're not in any hurry
You, boy, are home

Rest your nose upon the cheeks of the ones you love
Smell sickly sweet breath when the morning comes
And you brush your thighs with your fingers and your thumbs

Drool away, count the days, till it's gone
Days go by, but I'm behind
I've got to pick up my feet, keep moving
There's no need to worry
We're not in any hurry
You, boy, are home

Back alone, like a stay at home bum
You drink until you're met by midday sun
And dance until your very bones are numb

At least you're free, come with me, come on

Days go by, but I'm behind
I've got to pick up my feet, keep moving
There's no need to worry
We're not in any hurry
You, boy, are home

Days go by, but I'm behind
I've got to pick up my feet, keep moving
There's no need to worry
We're not in any hurry
You, boy, are home
You, boy, are home
You, boy, are home

It's just no life
Glued to old outtakes
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Just no life
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(Repeat x3)

Days go by, but I'm behind
I've got to pick up my feet, keep moving
There's no need to worry
We're not in any hurry
you, boy, are home

Days go by, but I'm behind
I've got to pick up my feet, keep moving
There's no need to worry
We're not in any hurry
You, boy, are home