Now My Heart Is Full

There's gonna be some trouble

A whole house will need re-building

And everyone I love in the house

Will recline on an analyst's couch quite

Soon

Your Father cracks a joke

And in the usual way

Empties the room

Tell all of my friends

(I don't have too many

Just some rain-coated lovers' puny brothers)

Dallow, Spicer, Pinkie, Cubitt

Rush to danger

Wind up nowhere

Patric Doonan - raised to wait

I'm tired again, I've tried again, and

Now my heart is full

Now my heart is full

And I just can't explain

So I won't even try to

Dallow, Spicer, Pinkie, Cubitt

Every jammy Stressford poet

Loafing oafs in all-night chemists

Loafing oafs in all-night chemists

Underact - express depression

Ah, but Bunnie I loved you

I was tired again

I've tried again, and

Now my heart is full

Now my heart is full

And I just can't explain

So I won't even try to

Could you pass by ?

Could you pass by ?

Could you pass by ?

Could you pass by ?

Could you pass by ?

Oh ...

Now my heart is full

Now my heart is full

And I just can't explain

So ... slow ...

Slow ... slow ... slow ... slow ... slow ...