My First Born For A Song - Bell X1

My First Born for a Song - Bell X1
Somewhere in this
Sea of Club Milks
Tea and ashtrays
There is a song
I'm in the crow's nest
With binoculars
Just wait in for
Bron to come in heart
I've seen the flare so
I know it's there
It has me tied up
At a rate of knots
No navigation
Global position in
Just me and
This midnight oil
So take
Me to your king
I hear
He's the man to see
And I will 'cross
His first
First we of the song we of
First we of the song we of
First we of the song we of
First we of the song we of
Some where ness
Froth and howling wind
There's something worth singing
Climb into the attic
To write me a classic
But it's not happening
It's just christmas up here
Between the phone calls
And text messages
The air must be thick with words
But not between us
Shoulder to grindstone
Switching to manual
Keep the head down
And I'll see you at the end
So take
Me to your king
I hear
He's the man to see
And I will 'cross his palm
First we of the song
Take
Me to your king
I hear
He's the man to see
And I
Will 'cross his palm
I
Will 'cross his palm
I
Will 'cross
His frist
My first born for a song
My first born for a song
My first born for a song
My first born for a song