Lopsided

Abstract art lines on white Shapes and colours hold me tight Planes and trains, and crashing cars Lonely people starry-eyed in bars The world is upside down in a glass Pour me another, this too will pass The world is upside down in a glass Pour me another, this too will pass My skin crawls with sense and sound Take this heart and send it around Climb this feeling, right up to the top Look down from the edge, too late to stop Muted notes and soft words Are sharper than bloody swords Snapshot of a life Snapshot of a life Lopsided Old rubber tires squeal on concrete Dust still flying from the day's busy feet Tired trees dripping slowly with rain Paint mirrors on the flagstones again Sideways to the ground Watching till I'm found Sideways to the ground Watching till I'm found Escape From the constant circle Sent the king on his path to the tree Only in sound can you find silence Only in crowds can you be alone The world is upside down in a glass Pour me another, this too will pass The world is upside down in a glass Pour me another, this too will pass The world is upside down in a glass Pour me another, this too will pass Snapshot of a life Snapshot of a life Lopsided Lopsided Lopsided Lopsided Lopsided