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6.30 is just way too early
To get up this cold December morning
Though as long as she insists on being the theme to my every single dream
That coffee it is a calling
I find myself down the stairs
Lazy dog gives me the eye
And I drag our bones around the 'barns
And catch the morning light
The damp leaves and the low-blown smoke
They whisper me to Creagh
With afternoons chasing the rain
And storms disturbing sleep
The open fire warmed your heart
And I wish I had taken the moment
To let you know just who you were
And why you meant so much that morning
For the first time in an age we'd been travelling
We'd been picking mushrooms and were sitting on some wall
You pulled a rosary from your pocket
And we laughed at how it was worn
You said the
girl
on
the
train
wasn't giving me an eye. She was just wary Id
steal
her
bags
And you offered your arms and a flask of Bowmore
And into the pair I sank
And then we drank ourselves together
And then we walked each other home
This night has cleared my senses
I just don't want to be alone
- Album:
- The Demonstrations Of The Craws
- Folk Songs
- When The Haar Rolls In
- Miscellaneous
- Welcome to...James Yorkston
- Moving Up Country (10th Anniversary Edition)
- Moving Up Country
- Rough Trade Shops Field Day 2013
- The Year of the Leopard
- Acoustic Sessions
- The Year of the Leopard: Acoustic Versions
- When The Haar Rolls In (Sampler)
- Rough Trade Shops: Counter Culture 2002
- FabricLive 17: Aim
- I Was A Cat From A Book
- I Was a Cat from a Book (Bonus Track Version)
- Just as Scared
- Skins 2: The Soundtrack
- Skins 2
- The Year Of The Leopard (Sampler)