Weeping Tile - Tom's Shoe Repair lyrics

Up the dark back stairs in the smell of glue from the shoe repairs Feeling the way up to the smokestack apartment Where you live and I stay I've only got a half an hour here, I'll tell you so you know I was across the street in the record shop When I heard I had to go Alone, with the way that I'm feelin' it so Realising that it's over What are you saving it for? Batteries, ill at ease, you're counting sheep backwards Now they're dying out, slow to fade Lyin down here listening to the orcas And resemblances of waves Inland on this island of history, Mr. Bean, biscuits And cemeteries And watchin' the shopkeepers watchin' their shops 'Cause they're the only ones that ever talk to me When the lines start drifting apart Realising that it's hard What are you saving it for When lines come hard Alone, and the lines start drifting apart Realising that it's hard What are you saving it for When the lines come hard You know with the way that I'm feelin' it so You know with the way that I'm feelin' it so You know when lines start ripping apart You'd be lyin if you said that it's not hard What are you settling for When the lines come hard You know Don't know