Book of Days
Album - 1989 - Debaser id 36122

speak, talk to me
show what i am
and cannot be, talk
entertain me
why the want for all that i can't touch
and all that i can't see?
why the want for all that i can't speak?
and what is mine?
and all i see
speak to me
and what is yours?
entertain me
sing, read to me
sell what i am
sell what i feel
sleep, walk to me
why the want for all that i can't touch
and all that i can't see?
why the need for all that i can't speak?
and what is mine?
and all i see
talk to me
and what is yours?
entertain me
and what is mine?
and what i see
speak to me
and what is you?
entertain me
entertain me
speak, entertain me
talk to me
don't talk to me
spell, pay for me
spell, spell lie for me
spell, spell want for me
sing, read to me
walkie talk and tambourine
stop, here it comes again
here it comes again

and voices louder now
not loud enough
the world around you crawls
and sleeps in other beds
and never mind
i see no time
and there's not time enough
to burn it all away
i see no hands to hold
no faith to praise
no celebration no parade
should god forget you
and all their faces say
there's nothing owed
there's nothing owed you
it gets too dark
it gets much darker now
your lies around you fall
on all your plans
on all your wasted time
you watching second hands
make second hand
and faith's for those who pray
but all your tears are gone
and thrown away
and there's no cause to take his place
should god forget you
and all their faces say
there's nothing owed
there's nothing owed you
i see no time
and there's not time enough
to burn it all away
i see no hands to hold
no faith to praise
and voices louder now
not loud enough
the world around you crawls
and sleeps in other beds
and never mind
no celebration no parade
should god forget you
and all their faces say
there's nothing owed
there's nothing owed you
and there's no cause to take his place
should god forget you
and all their faces say
there's nothing owed
there's nothing owed you