GMT

Lyrics

I never found my way home Being kept in the dirt like an earthworm I'm the father of all landmines and everyone corner is a mourner of the good times But to (???) you were Venus Love lost when we stopped being dreamers And I know I got fevers That's what happens when the ghost leaves us 'Cause I'm itching all over Cover the scratch with a patch on my shoulder It's the place that used to hold you Time travel to a love move boulders 'Cause I know you got saviours, and I know you can save us Well go on, go leave Even after all that we've been through 'Cause I've built myself a mountain With the hope of a fool to go on Can't see where I'm going Can't turn back no more Living on the river like Herman Hess I was learning nothing til the lesson end But the letters read into amends Face to face, watch our minds bend Oh, to show we're in vain Hair pull idea just to clear drains I promise I'll find a way Out of the grip, 'cause when I'm high I can't see beneath the clouds, I need to find Need to find my way back down to mean time Mean time, mean time, oh mean time Running wasn't working so I had to stop Look around for the sound of the penny drop Didn't see you at the mirror cloaked But they key to be free didn't need a lock Relations alarming When you used to embalm me All your truth in the ointments Of regret and resentment I could see the vision of another man From my shoes I could prove that I understand To live it all miracle enough To love the loss that liberates us I surpassed and sweetly dissolves Could feel the fortunes resolve 'Cause I let go glimmers of gold, the shop shut and sold When I'm high I can't see beneath the clouds, I need to find Need to find my way back down to mean time Mean time, mean time, mean time ('Cause I built myself a mountain) Built myself a mountain (With the hope of a fool I go on) With the hope of a fool I go on (Can't see where I'm going) No, I can't see where I'm going (Won't turn back no more) No, won't turn back When I'm high ('Cause I built myself a mountain) I can't see beneath the clouds, I need to find (with the hope a fool I go on) Need to find my way back down to mean time (can't see where I'm going) Mean time, mean time, mean time (won't turn back no more) (When I'm high) (Need to find) (Need to find) (Need to find)