Bristol

I hear the wining of a mandolin and the echoing laughter from within,

Just the tapping of fingers on screens

Always thinking that there is somewhere better to be,

We could make them see,

we could make them see,

We're in the best place we can be,

Whiles keeping an eye out for somewhere else that's better to be,

And I can show you what it means, with a handful of dust and a shadow in between,

Yes,

I can show you what it means,

I can show you what it means,

With a handful of sand and an oyster shell in between,

Now,

Is it good for me to be seen with you? Is it bad for you to be seen with me?

We could make them see

We could make them see

Aw! You oughta be ashamed to let someone like that cling to your name,

Like a horrible glass stain or carpet stain,

Don't you know how much this rocks your small world of fame,

In a Land where the shadows chase you at morning, and they rise from the ground to greet you at evening,

Oh my God! How could I be too blind to see,

That all along you're what I really need,

Another social media preacher,

Your rants are so original, I'd love to meet ya,

You could be my brand new lesson of life teacher

And I can show you what it meanswith a handful of dust and a shadow In between

No more wining's of mandolins or echoing laughers from within,

Just the tapping of fingers on screens always thinking that there's somewhere better to be,

We could make them see,

We could make them see,

And the people back at home,

How could they know?

How could they know?

That we're a living part of a twenty-four hour show,

They don't know, how slow, how slow the burning will go,

How could you know,

How could you know,

How could you know,

That I'm a star of a twenty-four hour show,

In a land where the shadows chase you at morning, and they rise from the ground to greet you at evening,

And I can show you what it means with a handful of sand an oyster shell in between