Ian Moore - Civil Light by Ian Moore lyrics

Pictures of you, I'm lookin' for Something I can claim I wait for a knock on my door But it never came Music, it comes in from the streets Soft and subdued Straining my ears to make out the sounds Through the din of the afternoon It's then that you know what you do Going out for a winters walk Civil life wasn't for today Called all the numbers in my black book But everybody seemed distant and strange Maybe it's just how you feel on a winters day Somebody cruel indecision set you up by yourself And you go downtown, you act like they know you Better to show them than to show yourself Show yourself Lookin for quiet then it calls Something I can name But the shortness of days leaves me rudderless And I find myself drifting again Facing bellmont and fairlyfair Connect myself to courtly kind With their wit and their cutting words Pare the skin that is left behind Cut to the critical mind Somebody cruel indecision set you up by yourself You go downtown you act like they know you Better to show them than to show yourself Show yourself Pictures of you x4 I can claim --- .