The Happy Fits - Achey Bones Lyrics

Fell down the stairwell; had tripped on my feet.
My heart got untied and laced with ennui.
Dear Mr. Shoemaker, make me some cleats.
Oh, how it'd be lovely to step on my dreams.
I see, I see it was too true to believe;
You were just lying next to me.

Heal it all and by the hour forget
See it all and say "Who? Who?"
Leave it all and by the hour forget
Hear it all and say "Who? Who?"
Whatcha sayin', whatcha sayin' that I can't hold on.
(Who would I love here if I hadn't gone?)
Whatcha sayin', whatcha sayin' that I can't move on.
(Who would I love here if I hadn't gone?)

See in the way of the poorest
The lowest are lovely and lonely defined.
See in the way of the future,
The way of this story; The way of the times.

Up is the way that I wanted to see
For, less the good nightmares, I was bereaved.
Dear Mr. Sandman, please give me some sleep.
Oh, how it'd be lovely to have all my dreams.
I see, I see it was too true to believe;
You were just lying next to me.

Bendin' backwards head to toes and you'll say
"Get up get out of this town"
I feel it down my achey bones. cnd you'll say
"Get up get out of this town"

See in the way of the poorest
The lowest are lovely and lonely defined.
See in the way of the future,
The way of this story; The way of this story;
The way of the, way of the, way of the
Times.

See in the way of the poorest
The lowest are lovely and lonely defined.
See in the way of the future,
The way of this story; The future's divine.