Abacus - Fionn Regan

The grass is green and long

Midnight cars roll past

I’ve been chasing your room

While the summer last

So count it on your fingers

If we got it wrong

It’s because the days have no numbers

If we leave tonight then we’ll leave it all behind

Drinking alphabetically

'Cause the beauty’s gone all sore

Honey dripping pale of skin

Well, there’s bodies underneath the floor

So count it on your fingers

If we got it wrong

It’s cause the days have no numbers

If we leave tonight then we’ll leave it all behind