The Waiting Room by Tindersticks

The fear of emptiness.

Drink to the future, not to forget the past.

I'm your second chance, last chance man.

Time is running out.

Don't let me suffer.

It's the caring that is killing me.

Don't make me fall.

We are planting holes.

We are planting holes in the waiting room.

We are dreamers.

Dont wake me.

We will only hurt each other,

the way only lovers can.

Where do we go?

Where do we hide?

We've been staring too long at life.

lifeLove

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Jill Ashforth

Sat 6th Feb 2016 20:43

Thanks. It's my tribute to the lyrics of a very fine album. I had been having a really good listen to the CD this afternoon having got it delivered yesterday. Great music.

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Stu Buck

Sat 6th Feb 2016 13:04

really enjoyed this jill and great choice of album i must say. they havent made a bad one yet mind...

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