Neil Halstead - Little Twig lyrics

I'm counting all the steps right back to you Little twig, you are a fig Ment of me Or is it you Your bicycle makes trouble for us all Got no brakes You got the shakes And little boys well they drop their toys When you fly past..yes they do The art of living well is not just choice It's down to luck and often who you .. Trust Oh little twig you do trust well, You do trust well Seagulls on the roof Have kept me wide-awake and pale In case I fail To sleep again To dream of you To take my turn on some thing new Mudguard in a flap and chain is slack Tyres are flat Oh little twig you rattle past Like a can of nails on an angels tail Yes you do Sunday morning papers say you failed To make it through Oh little twig Can this be true? Can this be true? Can this be true?