The Connells
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The Connells
I've been turning a new direction
And polishing my reflection
To a dull glow, something to show
My friends for awhile
And I nod at the torn and tattered
'cause my conscience is badly battered
And it screams this time
Yeah, this time, I am sure
Then I recognize the classic signs
Of this unkind disease
Be advised
Please realize
Oh, and it all sinks in on us sometimes
Oh, and it all sinks down around us
I was wandering out this morning
As the soup kitchen lines were forming
And the no-choice
Lend-us-your-noise parade was in town
And I turned around, and tunnelled in
And dared myself to breathe
Now I'm seeing things that I don't want to believe
And it all sinks in on us sometimes
And it all sinks down around us
And this time I am sure
That I recognize the classic signs
Of this unkind disease
Be advise, please realise
Oh, and it all sinks in on us sometimes
Oh, and it all sinks down around us
Oh, and I know I've been tied (?)
Oh, and it all sinks down all around us
According to Black Park:
All Sinks In:
I've been turning a new direction
And polishing my reflection
To a dull glow something to show my friends for a while
And I nod at torn and tattered
'cos my conscience is badly battered
And it screams
"This time." Well, this time I am sure
Now I recognize the classic signs of this unkind disease
Be advised, please realize that it all sinks in on us sometime
And it all sinks down all around us
I went wandering out this morning
As the soup kitchen lines were forming
And the no choice, lend-us-your-noise parade was in town
So I turned around, and tunnelled in
And dared myself to breathe
And I'm seeing things that I don't want to believe
And it all sinks in on us sometime
And it all sinks down all around us
All Sinks In was written by Mike Connell.
All Sinks In was produced by Hugh Jones.