Looms - F e b u a r y a g a i n lyrics

[Verse 1: Looms.] Shifting sands and shrinking plans In these injured hands; kick the crabs in the bucket Happy enough in the shack, slacking and slumped in his habits Gagging to covet trapped in a parish of puppets... f** it This ain't nothing but a test Lover running for the best, covers flooding on the chest Sullen and depressed Words woven just to wipe away the woe... to find the face He cried for days still [Hook: Looms.] Silent snares chime in tightens ears And kids still grapple with the shadows in their bunk beds The sands flow like rivers until the sun sets The sands flow like rivers until the sun rests 'nough stress as the clock face screams So we puff cest for the lost day dreams, like... [Verse 2: Looms.] With this song he put the ruby to the lip Tongue tied loosely on the tip Dumb fights, mum cried, lucy in the whip Apple of the eye and now he chewing on the pip Every day same old sh** different day now All the grey clouds stay; shamed as rain pounds Chained down by fate paved since the stained gown. still he's.. [Hook: Looms.] Silent snares chime in tightens ears And kids still grapple with the shadows in their bunk beds The sands flow like rivers until the sun sets The sands flow like rivers until the sun rests 'nough stress as the clock face screams So we puff cest for the lost day dreams, like... [Outro: Looms.] It's february again