Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
All around the alphabet to hide a sadder tale
Of someone sad at circling the circumference
Show me the way from the periphery
But everybody is wrapped in a warm embrace
With their arms around the answers
While I'm wrapped up in my own rigmarole because
I can't have that in my life
But soon I'll find
I won't have that in my life
Right or righteous? - I can't say
Another day, another dilemma
Don't have the time, thirst, wish, itch or urge to fit
Well, that's my story and I am stuck with it
I can't have that in my life
But soon I'll find
I won't have that in my life
You're deep in conversation where you really swim
And in the shallow water, I'm the first one in
A straight-forward answer is out of the question
Why her whole body joins in in the way she smiles
But it's all too much of a muchness for me
I can't have that in my life
But soon I'll find
I won't have that in my life
I'm the man who missed a sitter, the pearly-gates crasher
The king's new clothes hanger, skeptical sucker
Straight man gone solo, drunk or canned laughter
I'm sorry, what was the question again?
Circling The Circumference was written by Trashcan Sinatras.
Circling The Circumference was produced by John Leckie.