[ Featuring Richard Julian ]
Flying half-mast overcast with a gun ship grey
You ever hear of such a thing
A spring with no month of May?
Ooh there's frost on Memorial Day
Oh love, I'm half-blind
Could you please help me find my way?
I chewed all the fun from my gum
Waiting for a train
Fell prey to those thoughts that come
When you're caught in the rain
Ooh I'm on the edge
I'm in the yellow paint
Oh love, I'm half-mad
Let's hope that means I'm half-sane
The touch of your lips
A lunar eclipse, so soft
And yet this river of doubt
The spout that I can't turn off
Ooh I want your flu, baby
Not just your cough
Please make me a man
Not this sham whom love leaves lost
Staring out at the church
At the pigeons perched in the leaves
Wondering what might have been had I not fallen in with thieves
Ooh could you make that a double please?
Oh love, it's late don't wait up for me
Oh love, it's late don't wait up for me
Don't wait up
