Miss Emily Brown - World Traveller lyrics

I'm a world traveller, there's nowhere I've been I've seen brothers and sisters and kites in the wind I've seen mittens on strings - what a good thing to do Because things can go missing, I've heard of a few So please never lose me like you lose your cool Never leave me stranded up high on a telephone wire From London is calling, a bu*ton is desperately hanging on By a thread of a dream my great-grandmother wove When she dreamed me and you up. She dreamed up our souls She went hard through the night against men with machines Against living and dying, what all of it means She taught us to travel, she taught us to dream And here we are in great cities attempting great things And all that we have is our will and our thoughts When the strangest of feelings come up we feel crazy, we feel lost Never lose me like you lose your cool Never leave me stranded up high on a telephone wire From London is calling, my brother is desperately hanging on It's like I said, I have travelled the world And there's no place that I've been that I never heard The sound of my heart beating and seen my own face Like the face of a child hangs above a staircase Oh, please never hang me up like shoes on a wire But wire me all of your fears and desires Mittens on strings are such fortunate things Like babies need mothers, like people need their friends to ring them up So please never lose me like you lose your cool Never leave me stranded up high on a telephone wire From London is calling, a bu*ton is desperately hanging on