the curse of the passenger

I saw a picture of your face
straight back from the realm of forgetfulness
your voice resounded in my veins
after years in the wilderness
you looked like you were in paris
from the crayon-like colours outside the door
you looked like you’d conquered your demons
they were not haunting you anymore
and I saw you still wear those ear-rings
the ones you bought yourself three lifetimes ago
your soul and mine both took a beating
there was no place that you would call home
and it’s the curse of the passenger
living out of worn out suitcases
your world was made of miles and calendars
and endless days of loneliness

but if you’ve really found your peace
then come and sail across the sea
and come find me
please come and find me

you looked like you were in paris
from the crayon-like colours outside the door
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previous titles: –
references: underneath the sky (oasis), climbing the wall (stereophonics)

released on:
BORROWED FLAGS (THE POTTOS)
ELSEWHERE – LIVE AT HOP ALTROVE (THE POTTOS)
THE SONGS WE USED TO SING (THE POTTOS)
WE LIVE IN A WORLD OF MUNGALOWES (THE POTTOS)

am colin-clegg: vocals, guitar
misto: lead guitar
dado: bass, backing vocals,
berna: drums, keyboards