City sickness

I'm crawling, I don't know where to or from
The centre of things from where everything stems
Is not where I belong
I have the city sickness, growing inside me
So this is where I ran for freedom
Where I may not be free

Chorus:
I have these hands beating with love for you
And you're not here to touch
Sent you away, what else can I do
When I need something that much?
Oh I'm hurting babe, in the city there's no place for love
It's just used to make people feel better
That's not like us
I got this sickness as I got off the train
Now it chafes away at my heart
Until nothing remains

Chorus
I have these hands beating with love for you
And you're not here to touch
Sent you away, what else can I do
When I need something that much?
That much
I'm okay afterwards
Afterwards lasts for minutes only
I'm okay during
You kind of fill up my mind
It's just that before may last forever
It's just that before may just fuck my mind

by Tindersticks

grown backwards

She Only Sleeps

She might dance all night
In a topless bar
Fool around, go too far
But I don't mind
You see things are not what they appear
'Cause she only sleeps with me.

She might drink a bit
Lose her way
Crash the car
But come out OK
And my friends might laugh
But they only know what they can see
And she only sleeps with me

Nights on Times Square
Live and on stage
High heels
She feels
That she's dancin' for me

And the little bird
Flies from tree to tree
To the highest branch
Where she thinks she's free
She can have it all
That's the reason you wouldn't believe
That she only sleeps with me

There's a porno book
In the library
Nothin' ever goes
Were it shouldn't be
And the world is queer
And the human is strangest of all
And she only sleeps, yeah, she only sleeps
Yeah, she only sleeps with me

by David Byrne