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The Golden Dregs – Congratulations lyrics
“Congratulations and I’m sorry for your loss
And the sea of complications that you just can’t seem to cross”
I tell him that he’s kind and that I needn’t plague his thoughts
I ask him what is mine and what I needed to be taught
He smokes a tired rollup whilst she hoovers round his feet
He tells her she should grow up but he’d really like to keep
A hold of
Comfort and nostalgia, melody and beat
Comfort and nostalgia and something he can repeat
I learned today whilst waiting for the night-time to arrive
It’s one thing to start the motor
It’s another thing to drive
And even harder going if you let go of the wheel
And even harder going if staying is all you feel
Tuesday Morning, 6AM, I’m slipping out of sync
The screen is blurred by bloodshot and the music needs a drink
And the banners and the shouting only left me wanting more
And if I give it time then it gets easy to ignore
And to ignore is to escape
And to escape must be to live
And when the cockerel cries it will be me you will forgive
I wish that I was sacred
I wish that I was right
I wish I had the strength to keep my consciousness at night
Circumstance is selfless, and I am selfish too
And I would go for one last swim if I had less to do
And the sea of complications that you just can’t seem to cross”
I tell him that he’s kind and that I needn’t plague his thoughts
I ask him what is mine and what I needed to be taught
He smokes a tired rollup whilst she hoovers round his feet
He tells her she should grow up but he’d really like to keep
A hold of
Comfort and nostalgia, melody and beat
Comfort and nostalgia and something he can repeat
I learned today whilst waiting for the night-time to arrive
It’s one thing to start the motor
It’s another thing to drive
And even harder going if you let go of the wheel
And even harder going if staying is all you feel
Tuesday Morning, 6AM, I’m slipping out of sync
The screen is blurred by bloodshot and the music needs a drink
And the banners and the shouting only left me wanting more
And if I give it time then it gets easy to ignore
And to ignore is to escape
And to escape must be to live
And when the cockerel cries it will be me you will forgive
I wish that I was sacred
I wish that I was right
I wish I had the strength to keep my consciousness at night
Circumstance is selfless, and I am selfish too
And I would go for one last swim if I had less to do
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