22/03/2010

You, Me and the Missionary Lyrics

You, Me and the Missionary
(These are the lyrics, scroll down to listen.)

I am a suburb.
I knew it before.
I so wanted to be
A small country town.
There's much to be said
For the small man standing.
But I know that it's fiction.
I know it's not me.
But I know that it's fiction.
I know it's not me.

I am a suburb.
You know that I know it.
I so wanted to be
The bright CBD.
There's much to be said
For unlimited action.
But I know there are limits.
I know one is me.
But I know there are limits.
I know one is me.

Across the street
Or across the sea.
On the way my heart
Is undone and remade.
Across the street
Or across the ocean.
The journey is mine
The destination is You.

I am a suburb.
I have always known.
All that I have wanted
Is paper and dust.
There is much to be said
For an old man kneeling.
There is much to be said
And so I begin.
There is much to be said
And so I begin.

4 comments:

Eliza said...

Bec, can I please make a little hovel in your brain and live there?

Bec said...

Sure! You'll just have to move all your gear upstairs from your comfy little corner in my heart! : ) Miss you Ellie! Still have a box of Monk Pear to give you.

Eliza said...

What a lovely thing to say! I think, after all, I might stay where I am. Moving is such a chore.

I had some Monk Pear at a friend's tonight, and thought of you. Don't worry though - no-one can make it like you make it.

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