Calls to Tiree

Do you know what it's like To live as a jester in the eyes of those you love? Serves me right, got caught with my eaves dropped This terrible commotion I'm not in control of Do you know what it's like To breathe three long-awaited sighs, sweet relief? For years I was Lennon's Imagine, track three Thousands of passive aggressive calls to Tiree Do you know what it's like To see your life turning sour and quick? Can't believe the speaker's scaffold rises round me The crest of the hill, not whеre I need it to be I'm a gunshot Have I got it right? I'm barеly acquainted with a Saturday night These days are wearing thin Edith Piaf's still singing that song, accordion Do you know what it's like To want to fall From the ruin of a red brick wall At the edge of my world? Do you know what it's like To see it all? A plane in a squall, nose up in a stall Falling, falling, falling fast I feel the wind, I see the smile on the face of my past (falling, falling, falling fast) Can it last? I think not Tezcatlipoca gets himself around a lot Do you know what it's like? I know what it's like It's men you love and trust getting up to such and such Online (online) Online (online) Online (online)