[00:14]My childhood, lopsided, crumbs, trouble, clear-sighted and leaning up against the wall [00:26]We'd sellotape the apples back on while they were ripe [00:33]sticking to our story every time [00:40]We stood there, same mischief, same background, shame-chagrin with hands behind our backs and our eyes faced down [00:52]We'd celebrate the victory of buckets and doors [00:59]smiling all the way out the front door [01:07]How I longed to hold her hand [01:14]how I longed to touch her face [01:20]how I longed to hear a sound [01:25]come from that phone [01:29]from far across the town [01:32]That night when all went to hell I thought [01:38]we'd never see the thorns pulled out of our poor old toes [01:45]We'd imitate the noises that we thought we should make [01:52]howling at the wind and our mistakes [01:59]How I longed to touch her hand [02:06]how I longed to see her face [02:13]how I longed to hear a sound [02:17]come from that voice [02:21]from far across the land
[00:14]My childhood, lopsided, crumbs, trouble, clear-sighted and leaning up against the wall [00:26]We'd sellotape the apples back on while they were ripe [00:33]sticking to our story every time [00:40]We stood there, same mischief, same background, shame-chagrin with hands behind our backs and our eyes faced down [00:52]We'd celebrate the victory of buckets and doors [00:59]smiling all the way out the front door [01:07]How I longed to hold her hand [01:14]how I longed to touch her face [01:20]how I longed to hear a sound [01:25]come from that phone [01:29]from far across the town [01:32]That night when all went to hell I thought [01:38]we'd never see the thorns pulled out of our poor old toes [01:45]We'd imitate the noises that we thought we should make [01:52]howling at the wind and our mistakes [01:59]How I longed to touch her hand [02:06]how I longed to see her face [02:13]how I longed to hear a sound [02:17]come from that voice [02:21]from far across the land
