Rob Tunstall - Spell It Out Lyrics

Two figures walking at high noon
In matching scarves in green and blue
Now all the town is painted red
The older one, she turns and says

Say, I think it's time we spelled it out

There's only so many years left
Where I can pretend I don't know
That I am someday going to die
And leave twelve plain white t-shirts
I get the strangest urges to
Just punch out total strangers and
I get the feeling that there would not be any

Consequence
No I think they might
Just thank me for a change of pace
You know, it's not everyday
You get punched in the face
It's not everyday

The shorter one he turns and stares
And runs his hands through fading hair
Eyes open wide she merely waits
At twelve 'o five he starts and says

Strange, I was sort of thinking the same thing

I've got quite good at feigning ease
With all these things that I can't stand
It's to the point where I forget
That I am even trying
I'd like to meet someone who shares
My need for random outbursts
Of the sort that you've just mentioned
Or maybe we could take-

Plastic bags and make parachutes
For flightless birds
Whom we've always thought
Deserved a chance to know
What they're missing
To know what they're missing

And so the two resume their walk
Feeling like the air from a burst balloon
That's so confused now that it's escaped
Now that it's escaped