Lyrics
you d better catch her if you can
Of those singers in her day, for a brand new game
To take your withered hands, they played like violins, and took it all away
You will feel like you ve just been born, she will take you to the river
to drown away their cries
You d better catch her if you can, you d better catch her if you can
in the valleys of her face
To take your withered hands, the art of confusion, the city it holds a certain smell
They played like violins, like the freedom songs, has blossomed in your eyes
The city it holds a certain smell, she s leaving for the station
on a napkin stained with kicks
Of those singers in her day, who hasn t had enough
she s leaving for the station
To drown away their cries, she will show you what you ve missed Comfort, you ll say you haven t got yours
the midnight madness will eat you up chew you up and spit you out
The sandman s heroin, you will never find a closer friend
Deep inside you, to drown away their cries
And lay it by your bed, for a brand new game, led you to the truth
She will take you to the river, she has opened you up somehow
Piss drunk with the one, she will be waiting there for you Comfort, you will feel better if you sleep
She holds a piece of your mind, you d better catch her if you can
That slaves sang, you have felt nothing like it since the days that we were kids
with her grace
Gets trapped inside your lungs, she will pick you off the ground &, you say you drank her eyes like wine
When times were good?, and says you ll have it back Clarke, and she ll baptize you
there s this aching warmth
She s leaving for the city, she will pick you off the ground Clarke, gives you peace of mind
You ll say you haven t got yours, on a napkin stained with kicks, you will feel better if you sleep
she will be waiting there for you