Heaven Eleven - The Smith Street Band

I have these bursts

Moments of clarity

I have these blurs

Tantrums at reality

I miss your body, I miss your spirit

World’s a better place with you in it

Had that dream again

I’m crying in the morning

I’m laughing in the afternoon

I don’t know why anything’s happening

Forever a bit confused

Take myself out to the ocean

Drown my body out to sea

End the internal commotion

And the thought the whole world’s only happening to me

The whole world

I miss your body, I miss your spirit

World’s a better place with you in it

Had that dream again

And I’m crying in the morning

Just didn’t feel like myself

Find it incredibly boring

How much everybody talks about everyone else

All of these victorious values

Discarded in an afternoon

Just leaves me a bit confused

How much everybody talks about everyone else

(Everybody talks about everyone else)

I miss your body, I miss your spirit

The world’s a better place with you in it

Had that dream again

Where we all get sent to heaven

Had that dream again

In the car park behind the 7-Eleven

Had that dream again

Had that dream again

And I’m crying in the morning

Didn’t feel like myself

I find it incredibly boring

How much everybody talks about everyone else

Everybody talks about everyone else

Everybody talks about everyone else