A Sense of Langour (Plouffe) - Cezary Skubiszewski

Speakin' up for the whole world to hear me Now I'm not so quiet any more Oh looks like I've come undone And all I need All I need is somewhere to begin I'm trying to write down my THOUGHTS They've been kept so quiet and cold But it gets so hard to remember Well that's my problem I've been losing track Almost everything I've said What's left to keep me centred? Oh world take me back I'm sure I've double crossed my words I'm repeating the same steps that I took I keep givin' up But I can't remember why I keep giving up But I can't remember why Nothing seems to last Like we wanted It's all I wanted Nothing seems to last All I know is I tried I tried to bring you life Do you ever feel like you've forgotten All that you promised All that you promised yourself? Do you ever feel Like you've betrayed who you are? And was it worth your heart? Even though I tried to fix myself We live to shed our skin clean Only to leave it out for the world I keep giving up But I can't remember why I hope when I'm gone they'll forget what I said I hope when I'm gone they remember me I hope when I'm gone they'll forget what I said I hope when I'm gone they remember

I walked in my greatcoat Down through the days of the leaves No before after, yes after before We were shining our light into the days of blooming wonder In the eternal presence, in the presence of the flame Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder Didn't I come to lift your fiery vision bright Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame On and on and on and on we kept singing our song Over newtonards and comber, gransha and the Ballystockart road With boffyflow and spike I said I could describe the leaves for samuel and felicity Rich, red browney, half burnt orange and green Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder Didn't I come to lift your fiery vision bright Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame It's easy to describe the leaves in the autumn And it's oh so easy in the spring But down through january and february it's a very different thing On and on and on, through the winter of our discontent When the wind blows up the collar and the ears are frostbitten too I said I could describe the leaves for samuel and what it means to you and me You may call my love sophia, but I call my love philosophy Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder Didn't I come to lift your fiery vision Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame Wee alfie at the Castle picture house on the castlereagh road. Whistling on the corner next door where He kept johnny mack brown's horse O solo mio by mcgimsey And the man who played the saw Outside the city hall Pastie suppers down at davey's chipper Gravy rings, wagon wheels Barmbracks, snowballs A sense of wonder A sense of wonder A sense of wonder Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder