Ed Harcourt - Open Book lyrics

has self combusted everywhere

and i don't feel so debonair

my piano collects dust

a funeral with no mourners

i wish that i'd turned corners

to see the signs that warn us

but i didn't make a fuss

well my life

keeps on spinnin'

it's this drunken procession

i can learn my lessons

these plates

that i'm spinning

soon they'll smash

on the ground

make a loud crashing sound

and i am still an open book

and you can have a secret look

inside

inside

as children make their way to class

i sit and raise another glass

'cause you don't dwell much on the past

when it keeps haunting you

oh the marching band stomps down the block

and makes the babies' cradles rock

and my keys they don't turn the lock

perhaps i don't want them to

well my life

keeps on spinnin'

it's this drunken procession

i can't learn my lessons

these plates

that i'm spinning

soon they'll smash

on the ground

make a loud crashing sound

and i am still an open book

and you can have a secret look

inside

inside

well my life

keeps on spinning

it's this drunken procession

i can't learn my lessons

these plates

that i'm spinnin'

soon they'll smash

on the ground

make a loud crashing sound

and i am still an open book

and you can have a secret look

and i am still an open book

and you can have a secret look

and i am still an open book

and you can have a secret look

inside

inside