Like A Stone

I vie for your attention
But it’s just so hard to keep
We’ve got this déjà-vu thing
That superstition reaps

I don’t believe your stories
I can’t believe your truths
But your sweetly infectious
It’s hard to stay aloof

I don’t ever remember a time or a place
Where we could talk
Not that I’d say much
But still I yearn for it, burn for it, burn for it

I am in a dark and lonely place
I am static at the lights
Scrambling through a pocket map
But you’re a district out of sight

I vie for your attention
But it’s just so hard to keep
We’ve got this déjà-vu thing
That superstition reaps

Lovers on the corner
In the throes of some goodbyes
While I hear the bells of Saint Anne’s
I know what it means but I can’t reply

And it’s maybe just as well
Because it keeps me on my own
No no you are not alone
You carry him around you like a stone
Like a stone