Laura Stevenson - Ticker Tape lyrics

It's known Alight and overgrown But sturdy in its haunches Lines bowing forward from the shoulder Worn and molded-over Check throats are there to keep the moat From trembling through sills And your trench foot Looks like its bound to put you in the ground before your time I'm high and gone Young drunks are swimming in their work They think it'll be worth more Lay prone and pedaling your word It's next to nothing and you know Your god is a sentimental one If ever I had known one And I'll be always up in arms On that you can rely on I'm high and gone Make ticker-tape from my minor vita Come on and watch it fly Watch it 'til it's high and gone I'm high and gone Turn world it's over now Unfurl your fingers my engine's slowing down Unhitched from fixes last year the past year's undone