Agnes Manners - Brilliant Blue Lyrics

I don't wanna be
In the boys club thing
Like we're nineteen
Making the same tired jokes
To make us feel we belong here.

How can anybody be
More full of shit than me
If I believe
That I'm any different
That I'd be better than this
If you'd let me.

But junkyard dogs carry on
Singing capricious songs
We're staring in to shallow ponds
For a substitute for God
And I've been lost but I'm movin' on.

Sunday afternoon
It's been a month, I'm happier
I'm somewhere new
We're gonna round everyone up
Get some drinks, head to the park
Take some mushrooms.

All the late nights at the bar
Are catching up with me and now
I'm flooded with the gratitude exhaustion can allow
I'm surrounded by my friends
Flooding all of that fear out
With his bottle in my hand
His cigarette still in my mouth
So consumed by that Brilliant Blue.

Brilliant Blue.
In the Brilliant Blue
I see you.

I drink alone more than you'd like
Eating microwave meals
With cheap red wine
A couple bottles down
I put the clown suit on
Call somebody to get me high.

I don't know if it was blood or sick
But it made me ill to clean -
My fathers insides
Caked into the floor in front of me
And mortality's a thresher
The worlds a broken bone
I can't stand to think
That you went through that alone
I was gone - you were all alone.

Brilliant Blue
Brilliant Blue
In the Brilliant Blue
There's you.

You drank alone more than we liked
You weren't eating
You looked a fright
I think I've always known
A truth too harsh to look in the eyes.

I stood watching The Libertines
With fingers through the fence
They looked strung out
But they were burning on
And I thought of you old man.

I knew that I owed you a call
And I'd left it for too long
But you stopped making sense
You were never sober any more
And when you called
I ignored them all
So I let it slide
And now you're gone
Into that Brilliant Blue
In the Brilliant Blue
There's You.