Levers and Gears





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Uploaded on Apr 9, 2008

I wrote this a while ago and now I'm playing it in my pajamas. mp3 available at http://myspace.com/irishloc or on iTunes.

If you want the chords/tab, you can find them here: http://www.ultimate-guitar.com/search...


You see, I've this friend
Who doesn't exist
He takes strides all in time
With the watch on his wrist
And I only speak 'cos he compels me to

It's much like the voice
That lives in my sleep
Painting Xes on dreams
That I'd like to keep
But I'd rather not mention that they all feature you

Maybe I'm not right between my ears
But crazy's just crazy, so it makes me not an ounce less sincere
But I've a notion that you're this way too
So let's be together in a white padded room
And make lovely machines of our twisted up levers and gears

Sometimes I send letters
From my fireplace
Yeah, I set them aglow
Watch them burn into space
As they all float softly away from me

They're all addressed
To the blackest of skies
And I ask them to pour
On all but you and I
So we'd huddle dry underneath the same tree

But my soul's got a voice
And a black telephone
And it calls me at night
When I am alone
And it's ranting and raving in languages I can't speak
But if everyone thought
All their thoughts right aloud
Would we all be locked up
And never let out?
I'm convinced it's not only me


That's a Ben Harper song playing at the end while I talk ("Sweet Nothing Serenade").

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