Bats In The Attic - Jon Hopkins

[00:13.08]And I've gone silver on my travels,
[00:19.11]growing silver in my sideburns. I'm starting to unravel her,
[00:25.72]My heart beats on a downhill,
[00:30.96]I counted eighty on my pulse as Kilrenny Church struck three for three o'clock.
[00:37.70]What else?
[00:48.12]What else?
[00:58.73]And you said twelve years in retirement.
[01:04.03]The years go by like sips of water. The record lies unbroken,
[01:09.67]and no doubt, it's white flour in my diet.
[01:15.05]It's going to be the death of me, sweet drumroll for those embittered big ideas.
[01:33.29]It's such a waste of all that I had.
[01:44.37]You mentioned bats in the attic,
[01:49.67]so now you're lifting up the tiles to get around these conservation rules.
[01:56.02]I walked down in the basement.
[02:02.89]I'm hanging upside down, a gag across my mealy mouth.
[02:08.27]And how I'll laugh out loud about that.
[02:13.72]When I read your simple novel, it uses all our real names.
[02:19.34]And go make yourself a fortune,
[02:24.82]there's nothing left for us then us left dangling just a little shamefaced.
[02:40.68]It's such a waste of what we had.
[02:53.31]And it's such a waste of all that we had.
[03:27.26]And it's such a waste of all that I am.
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