The North - Dirty Pretty Things

Four more rotations and no one will hurt

These are the things I dream of

I’ve been thinking through the drinking

Though my confidence is shrinking

That I might be fine

The North would be so proud of you

What would you do When the stars fall from the sky

And you’re only two seconds from crying?

Parafin, Anadin, sick as disguise

So we take our snappy patterns

And use them as knives

Now there’s nothing left for me to try

My own medicine and humble pie

But I’ll be alright

The North would be so proud of you

So I’ll see you tomorrow

Shall we call it one?

Trying to get sparks to light

Seeing as they’ve gone

You don’t know how to value that

But I know how to value that

I think we’ll be fine

The North would be so proud of you

What would you do When stars fall from the sky

And you’re only two seconds from crying?