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Living by herself

When she does it she means to
Moth delivers her message
Unexplained on your collar
Crawling in silence

A simple excuse
In a way, I really don't know much at all
And if you say that I'm simple, you're on the ball
On the ball to say that I'm going nowhere
But I'm
In a way, I really don't know much at all
And if you say that I'm simple, you're on the ball
On the ball to say that I'm going nowhere
But I'm
love Isobel
Living by herself

When she does it she means to
Moth delivers her message
Unexplained on your collar
Crawling in silence
A simple
love Isobel
Living by herself

When she does it she means to
Moth delivers her message
Unexplained on your collar
Crawling in silence
A simple
love Isobel
Living by herself

When she does it she means to
Moth delivers her message
Unexplained on your collar
Crawling in silence
A simple
love Isobel
Living by herself

When she does it she means to
Moth delivers her message
Unexplained on your collar
Crawling in silence
A simple
Living by herself

When she does it she means to
Moth delivers her message
Unexplained on your collar
Crawling in silence
A simple excuse

Nana na na na,
In love with moviestars, I've been living out a fantasy
Because I couldn't do it by myself
I'll just play it out vicariously
Parade of police cars
that. 

Though I'm frightened by the word, 
Think it's time I made it heard. 

So I'll sing it to the world 
This simple message to my girl. 

No
on the revolution counter

Crawling from the wreckage, crawling from the wreckage
You'd think by now at least that half my brain would get the message
Crawling from
(Originally recorded by Sweet Savage)

Sound of gunfire comes through the night
Killing and hatred, it's a terrible sight
Reports come in
love Isobel
Living by herself

When she does it she means to
Moth delivers her message
Unexplained on your collar
Crawling in silence
A simple
a moment's time
leaving impressions and drawing me into what really matters

You know the number of my days
So come paint Your pictures on the canvas of my
is alive
And it cuts like a sword through darkness
With a message of life to the hopeless and the frail
Breathing life into all who believe
The word is
Get the fire as the flame it burns
Get the wind as it slowly turns
Get the earth as it circles by
Get the sky sea creation fly

This point
forgotten the message
And worships the creeds

"It's War" she cried
"It's War" she cried
"This is War!"
Drop your possessions
All you simple folk
You
relentless sifting through bodies seeking self
Settling through competitive combat for what's left on the shelf.
A mad melee of supply and demand driven by
that. 

Though I'm frightened by the word, 
Think it's time I made it heard. 

So I'll sing it to the world 
This simple message to my girl. 

No
am

(You have one new message 
1st message
"I am a simple man 
Lookin' for a handout. 
How can you resist 
Such a simple plea)
love Isobel
Living by herself

When she does it she means to
Moth delivers her message
Unexplained on your collar
Crawling in silence
A simple
by hindsight
Got the message from the oxygen
Making a list
Find the cost of opportunity
Doing it right
Facts are useless in emergencies

The feeling
by your message 
It's funny I haven't noticed for a while 
My next door neighbour has the nicest smile 
If I remember her name I'll never forget her
forgotten the message and worships the creeds

It's war, she cried, It's war, she cried, this is war
Drop your possessions, all you simple folk
You will
Smells on the air
See there it's crushing the final impression
The stains on the paper
Where words fell like water
Unearth all the changes that