Here And Now

Letters To Cleo

Album: Letters To Cleo Durasi: 3:39

Just living on a Sunday morning

Got my toast and tea and I'm warm and

I just thought I'd think about

All the things to get and keep getting

Never enough, not enough and never ending

I just thought I'd think about

Just living on a Sunday morning

Got my toast and tea and I'm warm and

I just thought I'd think about

All the things to get and keep getting

Never enough, not enough and never ending

I just thought I'd think about

And it might be

The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky

But could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the

Here and now

Parody of yourself in color

Giving it to everybody but your mother and

You've got much to think about

Soaring higher with every treason

Never justify, never reason

You've got much to think about

And it might be

The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky

But could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the

Here and now

The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky

But could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the

Here and now

And it might be

Parody of yourself in color

Giving it to everybody but your mother and

You've got much to think about

Soaring higher with every treason

Never justify, never reason

You've got much to think about

And it might be

The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky

But could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the

Here and now

The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky

But could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the

Here and now

And it might be

The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky

But could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the

Here and now

And it might might