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I've been watering my dead plants
I've been whistling in the wind
You're my red Ferrari
The blood in my syringe

If I could fold a map to meet you
Then I'd be with you in Berlin
But with all this misdirection
I sit and watch the compass spin

Like the birds in the tree
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Could it be it's time to leave

Like the birds in the tree
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Could it be it's time to leave

I watch the cracking in my armour
And wipe my worried head
Cuz their's an army here to meet me
And it's not long before I'm dead

On a long haul-flight to nowhere
I dream we never touch the ground
But when it's finally time to see you
The voice in my head's not so loud

I ask you will my words endure it
The test of time or instead
Will they crumble like a creature
Crippled by suburban dread

And in the morning will my coffee
Just be poison from my kids
A broken dream, a gap-toothed queen
A red Ferrari in the ditch

Just like the birds in the tree
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Could it be it's time to leave

Like the birds in the tree
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Could it be it's time to leave

Just like the birds in the trees
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Maybe now it's time to leave

Just like the birds in the trees
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Maybe now it's time to leave

Just like the birds in the trees
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Maybe now it's time to leave

There's no birds in the trees
No umbrellas on the beach
Sky is torn, rain is sworn
Maybe now it's time to leave

credits

from Songs from the Top Shelf of My Heart, track released August 25, 2021
Vocals & lyrics by Louis Adams
Music, mix & production by Tom Ungerer
Violin by Esther Henderson
Saxophone by Alex Saxon
Drums by Andres Valbuena

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Chintzy Stetson Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK

There was a woman who wore a juicy couture tracksuit, with the rhinestones on the back. She paid for the suite every Friday night. She sold drugs in bin liners and sat on the floor by the bar. She disappeared 2 years ago. I call the hotel every now and then but they say they’ve never seen her before.

I called her Chintzy. She called me Stetson.

Chintzy 💋
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