Bubbles

Well how’s your view of things today,
Got up young to fade away
The sinners sin but aren’t aware
Our fables take us everywhere
I can’t keep up with you
I can’t keep up
I can’t compete with history,
We’ll film it live but dub our tale
The mystery must stay inside,
Look at our homes, look at our lives
In control of the morning,
In control of the sea

You are creating all the bubbles at night,
I’m chasing round trying to pop them all the time
We don’t need to trust a single word they say
You are creating all the bubbles at play
There’s a girl there’s a girl
There’s a girl there’s a girl
And she’s down by the river
In her own creepy world
There’s a girl there’s a girl
And she’s down by the river
It’s time to consider
That baby is a sinner
She’ll wash away your sins
And go home

I only once upset my kin,
Accused him of a moral slip
He came back and claimed a change
I know his life’s the same again
I can’t ask him again,
I should let it go
There’s a girl, there’s a girl, there’s a girl,
There’s a girl, she’s face down in the river