Matty Pop Chart - For Chris lyrics

Thunder comes but once a year And lightning comes but twice The man who's watching from your ceiling hole Is really just the mice The ghosts of words and songs you never wrote Or at least forgot to write down Your hand was halted by a single silent sound Fireworks in the dead of night Followed by the rising sun And when a thousand songs play randomly You hear just the one You need to find a bit of clarity Again trust the red tatoo And see that after all maybe someone dosen't have it in for you 'cause the bells you think are beautiful Are ringing just the same Your not the hunchback that you thought you were 'cause you have your own name And even if there ins a tiny crack You have the sk** to weld And when it's done you'll again Hold the ropes you held And even though it's twine Youv'e got six hundred strands together In a straight line Straight into the dirt and down the desolate path To the middle of the damp earth Eating your way through hell To sell the devil back his suprise: A muscle disease and a big barrel of wine You know i just can't stand to see You float away into the sea 'cause i know you could be a sailor And it's just temporary i guess The forces are at work here That we both know all to well From the beach i'll call you back home With my shell And together on the sand We'll cast away the paw you got When everything started turning sour And you lost all your luck And the ocean it will break the spell You will finally be free... When you wake up tomorrow morning you will see