Jamie Lenman - Little Lives Lyrics

Wear a coat or you catch your death
Just a vest and I still draw breath
so far, so far

Making toast and a bit gets trapped
I poke around and I ain't been zapped
So far, so far

The cities that you trust
Will crumble into dust, will crumble into dust

But here we stand, a third the way along our little lives,
Hand in hand, a third the way along our little lives,


If a wheel falls off of a plane
They must all just have missed my brain
So far, so far

If a manhole is left open
I've taken care not to tumble in
So far, so far

The people that you've known
Will soon be ash and bone, soon be ash and bone

But here we stand, a third the way along our little lives,
Hand in hand, a third the way along our little lives,
Healthy and a third the way along our little lives,
A third the way along our little lives,