Fleet Constitution - Davez Jazz

So guess I got old I was like trash on the sidewalk I guess I knew why Often it's hard to just sweet talk I was old news to you then Old news, old news to you then You, you were like glue Holding each of us together I slept through July While you made lines in the heather I was old news to you then Old news, old news to you then Fell for the ruse with you then Old news, old news to you then And I still see you when I try to sleep I see the garden, the tower, the street Call out to nobody, call out to me Chip on the shoulder, the dime in the teeth Now I can see how We were like dust on the window Not much, not a lot Everything's stolen or borrowed I was old news to you then Old news, old news to you then

Monday night Rowdy in the road outside I saw the gate coming down And smoke all around the south hill These last days Con-men controlled my fate No one is holding the whip And the oil won't stick But I will Now that a light is on Now that the water runs And the heartless are nearly gone No time to get it wrong Sunday end Ache for the sight of friends Though I've been safe in the thought That the line we walk is the same one Now that a light is on Now that the water runs And the heartless are nearly gone No time to get it wrong Sometimes it comes to this, no it's true This time, what comes of it, call it due I do, I do I do, I do Now that a light is on Now that the water runs And the heartless are nearly gone No time to get it wrong

First sight of the first good morning since you've been out of town First time any violet omens don't shadow me around So you want part of the great white tyrant, of ghost after ghost? Well, you won't stop, and I know you'll find it halfway down the coast You were never afraid of fighting, you blame an angry god And when you see the first sign of violence, you bear it all as hard When you held her son and wept, I just felt jealous most of all The best I had was near as bad as the sign of the rising fall Though we're only alive a short while So many beneath my feet All weather, you walk with me And you were off on a wandering mile I was holding a weak excuse I was heavy beneath blue Now you're off to Victor on his ladder to the sky And I'm left to sing it with you from my piece of the waterside And you sang for the lost and gone who were young, and deserving more And now I'm stood upright all night, ready when you come in the door Though we're only alive a short while So many beneath my feet All weather, you walk with me And you were off on a wandering mile I was holding a weak excuse I was heavy beneath blue All I heard Wait for the word You're coming with me