Driving Aloud (radio Storm) Lyrics - Hitchcock Robyn

Take a breath, take a breath, take a breath 

Honey take it on me 

'Cause your lungs are in terrible shape and it's easy to see 

I've been X-raying you since you walked into here 

You've got nothing to hope 

You've got nothing to fear 

Heartburn and chemistry and lung disease 

Make mincemeat of your passion on days like these 

And everything you say is like sugar 

The sweeter it gets you know I lick it away 

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Radio forecst intermittent storms 

Tidal waves that change their forms 

Yeah! 

With a knot in your heart you7re're afraid of the galaxy way 

And I hand you a tape of my songs which you always mislay 

And your diagram was nervous when I saw you on TV 

You're so vulnerable, honey, now you're fatter than me 

I've got a Harrison Ford poster rolled up in my desk 

I'd sign it for you, dude, if you'd only request 

And everything you say is like iron 

It smashes me up but it's brittle inside 

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You need love, baby, love, baby, love-don't you throw it away 

It's the musk on your tongue and your hoof that are making me stay 

In a bar in Sacramento on a cloudy afternoon 

Cutting paper napkins into little crescent moons 

Decision-making apparatus can't survive your death 

"Good morning, Mr. Seagrove-have you met my dead friend Seth?" 

No sir-I haven't had that pleasure yet 

But everything you say is like acid 

It eats me away but there's something inside 

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What am I going to do with myself if I lose you? 

What am I going to do with myself if you stay? 

Jesus could raise the dead, Jesus could fly 

Jesus could raise the dead, Jesus could fly 

No sweat. No sweat at all 

And everything you say is an ocean 

It's keeping me up but it's pulling me down 

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