Aaron McMullan - Broke Sun Fixed lyrics

Think it best if I quit singin' songs I know you don't wanna hear And songs that it pains me to write And words draw blood But it's ok, yeah I feel great And in a dream you were an opiate Think these lines been bendin' you wi guilt Guilt that you can't tolerate Till resentments all you feel for me An no, it's all ok, an I feel fine And in dreams you let me hold you sometimes This morning sleepin', in dreams I'm wishin' That the bed might swallow me - and the broken sun Burnin', I'm wakin', the night was fixin' To bathe the sky in pristine moonlight waters An in visions I saw Dublin weep in awe of you Like I still weep in awe of you Jonathan came home on Thursday night, he'd spent six months with the Lord Learnin' all bout how the love he had cut Jesus to the bone And now he sees That a dream is all he wants to be Spent my birthday talking to a hooker, yeah she helped me write this song Outside a city-centre bar An' neon dancing in the cracks beneath our feet An' a ten-quid kiss off Donegal Street Someone was whistling a song found shivering Wrapped up in blankets, left abandoned by a burnt-out factory A song written for you, another lovelorn verse or two Alive wi' screamin' longing, an your smile as towerin' effigy Ahead and to each side a me And God in every purple whisper And still sat watchin' the TV glowin' Pulsing from cracks inside the walls, an you were bleeding from this wound I've had since early spring, when first I saw how everything Was stitched from strands of savage purple light And yeah, the world held up on strings Manipulated by the hands I hold when sleep can find me