We're strung out
We're high strung
Have been since birth
We've been blessed
But we don't know it yet
We're still waiting for our turn
We're learning our parts
In the manner we choose
We're terrified of our own hearts
Scared of what we can lose
Scared of what we've been through
We've stayed inside
We've kept out of sight
Hoped they haven't seen us
We've counted our lives
If our lives can count
Then we'll have enough
Now we're two days apart
There's work still to do
And we're terrified of our own hearts
Scared of what we can lose
Because of what we've been through
Now we're stuck with the rains and our mood
And you tell me to pray so I do
But I've got to wait to more days to know If I still have you.
Until death do us part rings fresh in our ears
And we perish the thought while still holding it dear
But I've got to wait two more days untill I see you clearly.
It's not cold enough
For music this sad
It's should never be cold enough
But it's just warm enough to choose
Whether you and I should be through
Remember what love can do
Whether the old will hold back the new
Remember what we've been through
Remember what love can do
The enigmatic Frank Ene's solo record lives in a magical world where Serge Gainsbourg fronts Yellow Magic Orchestra. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 17, 2022