The Church - My Little Problem Lyrics

You must have heard about my little problem
Ah, come on, you must have heard about it
It's no ordinary problem
Look in my eyes, there can be no doubt about it
And of course, it gets worse at night
It gets late, things start to change
The clock is stopped, thermometer is bulging
Hot, late night bound to make us estranged
Softer me all over your shoulders
Cold shadow in the glare of the glow
Factory billboards on outskirts of cities
Shine down new attractions to the traffic below

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Remember this day, remember this road
Remember this secret secret, I remember you
A certain flash, a certain light
Abandoning the afternoon as it sinks into the night

Fluorescent bedroom flicker starts to tech me to wonder
I hear a mandolin and hear the springs
Out the wardrobe floats the hint of a rumour
Dressed in your blue velvet finest things
Can you hear the voices that I constantly talk of
Am I the only one to succumb to their rule
Well, I know the form that it's taking
It's not making sense anymore
They way you say you just want to help me
The way your clinging is slinging me under
The strength I need already denied me
Your big ideas and your ideas and your little wonder

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Some people don't come over because of my problem
I heard the top guy won't answer his phone
I wonder if he has the same kind of problem
Little difficulty of his own
So take this plastic and lend me some wheels
Or maybe I'll try to fly
No reservations, I'll see how it feels
When I'm over your house, up in the sky
And when the sun is squeezing through the blinds
You will be far away
Deep afternoons see the moon in the shadows
Deep in your dream, I hear you say
Have you heard about my little problem
I just know that it isn't a secret
It's just a very ordinary problem
A secret doesn't matter if you keep it or leak it