I Am Disappeared (Acoustic)

I Am Disappeared (Acoustic) - Frank Turner

Keep I having dreams

Of pioneers and pirate ships and Bob Dylan

Of people wrapped up tight

In the thing that'll kill them

Of being trapped in a lift

Plunging straight to the bottom

Of open seas and ways of life we've forgotten

I keep dreamshaving

Amy worked in a bar in Exeter

I went back to her house and I sat beside her

She woke up screaming

In the middle of the night

Terrified of her own insides

Dreams of pirate ships and Patty Hearst

Breaking through a life of a rehearse

She can't remember which came first

The house the home or the terrible thirst

Keeps She having dreams

And on the worst days

When it feels like life weighs

Ten thousand tonnes

She's got her cowboy boots

And her keys on the bed stand

So she can always run

She can get up and shower in half an hour

She'd be gone

I having keep dreams of things I need to do

Waking Of up and not following through

It feels like I haven't slept at all

When I wake to a silence

And she's facing the wall

Posters of Dylan and Hemingway

An antique

She says you just can't live this way

I close my eyes and never say

Is still having dreams

And on the worst days

When it feels like life weighs

Ten thousand tonnes

I sleep with my passport

One eye on the back door

So I can always run

I can get up and shower in half an hour

And be gone

And come morning

I am disappeared

Just an imprint

On the bed sheets

And by the roadside

With my thumb out

A car pulls up

And boasts driving

So I climb in

We don't say a word

As we pull off

Into the sunrise

And these rivers

Of tarmac

Are like arteries

'Cause the country

We are blood cells

Alive in

The blood stream

And beating heart of the country

We are electric

Pulses

In pathways

Of the sleeping soul of the country

We are electric

Pulses

In the pathway

Of the sleeping soul of the country

Of the the shleeping soul of country