Nicci by Keyth Brightland Band Lyrics
I know you didn’t just come here to train your muscles
You’re not fooling anyone
We walked 17 miles in the pouring rain
You’re still going strong
Whenever I pause for a second to think
You’d squeeze in words for me
And when I told you to please never do this again
The awkward silence made you uneasy
It made you uneasy
Silence makes you fear
That far away from the rasting and buzzing
It could be voices in your head you would hear
You said that talking to me was like a jigsaw puzzle
Mеdiocre fun
That lies around on the living room tablе for weeks
It’s got only the edges done
And when you can’t get the rest of the pieces to match
You get bored and you clean up the mess
No matter how nice the image you get
You’re always left to guess
And I’m not making it easy
Cause talking makes me fear
That far away from the rasting and buzzing
It could be voice in my head he would hear
We met a man on a bicycle
He was out here scattering ashes
Cause his wife was dead
You put your head on his shoulder and wept
I gave him a cigarrete
He rode off into the sunset
A found you back at the bar downing Gordon’s and Tonic
And begging for the knife I keep
You got a voicemail from someone back home
You got up instantly
A few moments went by
Then you were back with swollen lips and glassy eyes
I had to carry you home and put you to bed
Then you left in the middle of the night
Tell me who are these demons
That drove you here
Far away from the rasting and buzzing
We would see them near them you were here
You’re not fooling anyone
We walked 17 miles in the pouring rain
You’re still going strong
Whenever I pause for a second to think
You’d squeeze in words for me
And when I told you to please never do this again
The awkward silence made you uneasy
It made you uneasy
Silence makes you fear
That far away from the rasting and buzzing
It could be voices in your head you would hear
You said that talking to me was like a jigsaw puzzle
Mеdiocre fun
That lies around on the living room tablе for weeks
It’s got only the edges done
And when you can’t get the rest of the pieces to match
You get bored and you clean up the mess
No matter how nice the image you get
You’re always left to guess
And I’m not making it easy
Cause talking makes me fear
That far away from the rasting and buzzing
It could be voice in my head he would hear
We met a man on a bicycle
He was out here scattering ashes
Cause his wife was dead
You put your head on his shoulder and wept
I gave him a cigarrete
He rode off into the sunset
A found you back at the bar downing Gordon’s and Tonic
And begging for the knife I keep
You got a voicemail from someone back home
You got up instantly
A few moments went by
Then you were back with swollen lips and glassy eyes
I had to carry you home and put you to bed
Then you left in the middle of the night
Tell me who are these demons
That drove you here
Far away from the rasting and buzzing
We would see them near them you were here