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Hand Habits – The Book On How To Change Part II lyrics
When i want to misbehave
Think about my mothers grave
And the book on how to change
Wasn’t written in one day
If i had to rearrange
The messages they take their shape
Like photographs taken from
The book on how to change
You are an anchor, holding
Holding me under
I don’t have that memory
Waking from the deepest sleep
The difference between life and dream
I thought i heard your voice
It was just the tv screen
On the brightest clear blue day
A boomerang, an aeroplane
Suddenly wanting to negotiate
You are an anchor, holding
Holding me under
I don’t have that memory
No i don’t have that memory
No i don’t have that
Can’t survive on milk alone
Or carving mirrors out of stone
I thought i heard your voice
It was just the telephone
When i want to feel misplaced
Think about my mother’s face
And the book on how to change
Never taught me anything
Think about my mothers grave
And the book on how to change
Wasn’t written in one day
If i had to rearrange
The messages they take their shape
Like photographs taken from
The book on how to change
You are an anchor, holding
Holding me under
I don’t have that memory
Waking from the deepest sleep
The difference between life and dream
I thought i heard your voice
It was just the tv screen
On the brightest clear blue day
A boomerang, an aeroplane
Suddenly wanting to negotiate
You are an anchor, holding
Holding me under
I don’t have that memory
No i don’t have that memory
No i don’t have that
Can’t survive on milk alone
Or carving mirrors out of stone
I thought i heard your voice
It was just the telephone
When i want to feel misplaced
Think about my mother’s face
And the book on how to change
Never taught me anything
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