Mark Potter - Not A Job lyrics

Pull the final splinters Of missing picture winters You have to give yourself a break What's the fascination With lovers at the station You have to tear yourself away [Chorus] The dream again nobody understands Walking through the long gra** on your hands It's not a job to do today Sleep it off Words to make her stay: you said Leave me and the plants die A panic smile across your face Corrugated browline The hissing bitter punchline Call when you can tie your lace [Chorus] You rule my world my brother You rule my world compadre [Chorus]