Charity Board - Sodastream

Four floors up from the charity board,

I saw a cut out of me,

And there I stood flat against the wall looking out the door,

To the busying street,

'cause everything’s changing here

Oh it’s changing here.

Now I’ve seen more than I want to see,

From the dizzying bleachers that rose up flat and strong right behind me,

They killed the highway breeze,

Now everything’s moving here,

Oh it’s moving here.

It seems we’re alone.

Couldn’t be good enough or big enough to make it my own,

Could’ve been a signpost,

Could’ve been a sailor,

A long thin boy but then I betrayed her,

Lie boy, your window’s gone

And high, high, high, come back to the rest of us low

Shed you skin cause now, yeah it’s time to go.

So bring with you all you want to do,

With your muscling bodies,

And your teachers bring you,

Fresh meat and you beaters too,

We’ll bring the law out see,

'cause everything’s moving here,

Oh it’s moving here.

It seems we’re alone

Chorus.

Oh!

we’ve fallen

Set my ladies and your calls are so,

Baby I need, 'cause you know, you know

You’re alone, alone