Gold in a Brass Age - David Gray

In search of sleep, I close my eyes

My head is filled with bugs and flies

I don’t know if you realise

How much it means

Pray, tell me where that feeling went

I gave my best by accident

In vain, I stride to represent

How much it means

How much it means

How much it means

Am I lost for words?

My mind heads forward

It’s gone the moment I reach the walls

Gets grounded up on top

Still I’m trying to hold it up

It’s people who have lost their faith

Who speak of life, but play it safe

Arise, dear fool

The days breathe

Don’t you see

How much it means

How much it means

How much it means

How much it means

Every moment I got (Yeah)

Every moment I got (Yeah), yeah

Every moment I got (Yeah)

Every moment I got (Yeah)

How much it means, yeah (Yeah)

Every minute I got (Yeah)

Everything in my heart (Yeah)

How much it means, yeah (Yeah)

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

Said yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

It’s gone the moment I breathe