Basketball Shoes (Live from the Queen Elizabeth Hall)

Lyrics

Part I Concorde flies in my room Tears the house to shreds Defines the night as such A home for us, stick insects And leaves no trace of luck At every market that we intersect I die like fifteen times inside She counts yellow courgettes And she glows like my mother With the same warm brow Like childhood holidays gone I'll say something weightless like Where the hell did you fall from? And she understands me Looks at me with wide eyes Like she's found again She's in soft focus all around me Oh, I can't see the football game On my dad's sofa We are still And we never look at our phones anymore Part II Oh I can't think of anything better Pick a hair off my sweater And drown in me Like boyfriend jeans Oh I haven't felt this way in like ever She is the convo, I am the weather And the clamp is a cracked smile cheek That tortures me And I haven't felt this way in like ever She is the convo, I'm the weather And the clamp is a cracked smile cheek And it tortures me Part III Oh, in my bedsheets, now wet Oh, of Charli I pray to forget In dreams, my face is still in your chest Oh, your generous loan to me Your crippling interest My bedsheets, now wet Of Charli I pray to forget In dreams, my face still in your chest Oh, your generous loan to me Your crippling interest Oh, in my bed sheets now are wet Of Charli I pray to forget In dreams, my face is still in your chest Oh your generous loan to me Your crippling interest