Letra de Kolly Kibber's Birthday - Julian Cope

My life is a delicate balance
The distance between town A and town B
Fighting experience and willful ignorance
Smiling at such naivete

Weak and emotional
It drains the soul
Welcomes you into the town
Tears down your strategy
It blocks your road
Pumps blood where no blood should be

And as the fog gets clearer
Shadows in your eyes appear
The weak gets strong and nearer
And condensation tears are brushed away

My war is a Pyrrhic victory
My strategy
Tears like a circular saw
Crown Prince indifference
Comes marching in
Proudly but ripped to the core

Weak and emotional
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It irrigates
Half of our hearts at one time
More than in Liverpool
And Junior school
Like lions we cling to our pride

And as the fog gets clearer
Though it really breaks the heart
The weak gets strong and nearer
And condensation tears are brushed away

My arms bear a payment to liberty
My mind aghast
Smashes the chains of tyranny
Pale and excitable
They flail around
The naked aggression we feel

My heart's chemical incendiaries
Correct the past
Walk, and on water we try
Weak and emotional
Insufferable
Security softens the lie