Sick leave
Genres
Description
New music - We're drowning in fame and fortune, it's everywhere all the time, it's the new currency, more valuable than gold. Is this how it really feels? is this the dream? These are my ghosts, and I'm hoping to resurrect them here. They matter to me and they could matter to you in time, as they grow with each listen. I've sat many times at 4 a.m. and pondered what could have been, just give them a chance, let them in.
Lyrics
Sickleave It’s a beautiful day It’s a wonderful life Papers predicts that fortunes will rise The streets are a buzz With hedonist smiles Production will grow Hail the good times It goes round and around Like a clock in mind Faces are blurred And your words are a lie Remember the torture And savour the strain As we stand together Alone In poisonous rain And now I lye awake And my hands they shake The taste of raw metal Occupies my tongue Until you see yourself through eyes sore and red Until you find yourself somewhere in your head Until your dreams are filled with all the things you’ve said Until the ground is sinking everywhere you tread Until the endx2
