Ways of Seeing

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I saw a fight break out at Wembley The whack and split of fist and kick was carcasses on a hook I kissed him with the river churning Out a steady pattern of Hockney water on our tongues I pushed my head into his waiting shoulder Show me how to move, brother, like a single proof [Pre-Chorus] My friend, I heard the birds in chorus Singing out in blue-black hues That was the river, too [Chorus] That was the river, too That sadness was the river, too [Verse 2] With hand on shoulder, stomach, neck We twisted out of freedom, blessed in a silent dream Greedy for that steady touch As if this now, this tender grasping newness Washes around the bend I visit you in football stadiums The seats erupt in plastic slap, my head is on your lap [Pre-Chorus] My friend, I heard the birds in chorus Singing out in blue-black hues That was the river, too [Chorus] That was the river, too That sadness was the river, too That was the river, too That sadness was the river, too