I could talk for a while
On a whole host of ordinary things
& you would think by the sound of my voice
It's a moment that I was savouring
I haven't a clue why you want this
You don't want to run for the door
But I'm getting tired
I'm not a specimin to be tested
I'm not a ghost who appears when your ouija board table comes out
I would like for a time
To be blessed with a mouth that couldn't talk
& you'd believe I was scared and confused
But I'd no longer have to take the fall
Haven't I been very patient?
I haven't a story to tell
But I'm getting tired
I'm not a specimin to be tested
I'm not a ghost who appears when your ouija board table comes out
My other project, featuring the vocals of Joe O'Neill. Experimental, bombastic alt rock. "If less is more, thing how much more will be!" Roger Heathers