Jump, Little Children - Singer lyrics

The singer steps foward He is not a torch song singer He is not the embodiment of a soul brother The una**uming troubadour Sings to himself, softly Not a word escaps his lips They don't even try His words would rather stay as long with him as possible But his melody is for me and for you I prefer to be alone when you're not around Sometimes when I speak I can't stand the sound Of my voice, this great big destructive machine That takes too much time to say what it means They tell me that my father is sick once again With the plague that has decimated many old men And I settle once more to a long sad dread That reminds me that all loved ones will soon be dead This is why I spent so much time making love to you In your arms I was searching for things that were true This is why I spent so much time making love to you In your arms I was searching for things that were true It's a memory of mine that I'm watching for a moment I'm distracted just a bit by something less important But I'm here for the part of the day that I crave; I have caffiene in my system that makes me feel brave The chill in the air is exactly what I want With the sun on my face and my eyes tightly shut It's important to me to remember these things It's important to me to remember these things I'm pretending we're in Prague sipping sodas by the square Where the clock brought the ma**es to the ceremony there Every hour little puppets spin around the clock face Each figure represents one of the human race And somehow we were always on time for the show We'd arrive to the chaos of the people right below those large chiming bells that had a song to sing; It's important for me to remember these things Absinthe and s** Black garters, cheap wine a hotel in Prague A Moment in time We are hungry and scary And so much in love We laugh at each other As we push and we shove The singer keeps singing. The singer keeps singing. The singer keeps singing. Keep singing, singer That was the first time I really caught your eyes In the small Italian shop with the coffee that you liked And when our eyes met I couldn't look away and my mouth opened to speak But there wasn't much to say I was frozen, transfixed by the way that you looked But you grabbed me and pulled me into a small nook Where we kissed like we had never tasted lips before And I still wanted more I still want more I am frightened of what these words might bring; But it's important for me to remember these things I am frightened of what these words might bring; But it's important for me to remember these things You're too far away for this to make sense And I feel in my heart ever mile of distance And I don't him to stop 'cause I know what that means The Song will be over And so will you and me The Song will be over And so will you and me The song ...