She's My Favourite 歌詞
She's My Favourite - Gareth Liddiard
She's dreaming up a holiday
Falling asleep
All the little miseries of Monday morning
Saying come back won't you please
Downstream into a quiet blue night
Sheltered from the stormy skies
Skipping over fields with ease
Won't be back until you need me
She sees a poacher
Cut a barbed wire fence
And the creatures flee
The foothills in fear
And if a mountain is a monument
To nothing then
Ain't we a pack of sorry mutineers
But she's my favourite
Where she's bound
Honey who can tell
She's my favourite
Where I went wrong
Honey I can't tell
High over the smoking vents
Of sawmill towns
South into the Darling Downs
Down over the border
Where the rivers crawl
Before they're flushing
Out the bloodless sounds
That flow below the city skyline
Like a pipe organ that's choking
On it's tongue all tied
Harder on your ear
Than a Chinese new year
And louder than a sun
If you could hear one once
Upon the fruit bats heaving
Higher in the soup
Screaming why you coming here
In just your birthday suit
You make a Sodom
Then defend yourselves
You little demons like
To love your Hell
But she's my favourite
Where she's bound
Honey who can tell
She's my favourite
Where I went wrong
Honey I can't tell
She takes the Moon in hand
And powders her nose
The stars are shimmering
Like the cymbals at a Broadway show
Meet me by the seawall
Before the high tides rise
She's going everywhere
She's been with every boy
She's ever tried
Sands of Mercury
Make her black eyeliner
The seas of Neptune
Leave her eyelids blue
A kiss from Mars
Will turn her lips blood red
And a black hole makes a purse
She drops a world into
She goes dancing by the waterfront
To every dance I never took her to
With all the boys who made her
Happy for a moment
Then abandoned her for being blue
But she's my favourite
Where she's bound
Honey who can tell
She's my favourite
Where I went wrong
Honey I can't tell
Where I went wrong
Honey I can't tell
She sinks home low
Over the countryside
Drawing in her wings
Before the sun gets high
Down into my pockmark
On that big old wheel
As earthbound as she left me
She's my hunted little favourite
For miles around they know her face
Rugged up in her winter coat
Sleeping by the fireplace