Manchester Snow

Its better to sing that you stick to your wings then to roll in the past But right in the blur of a stormed apparition I was stuck out making it last Are you ready for love to carry you home Keep your hands steady You’re bound to be unknown When you were getting low in the Manchester snow I was buying new jeans When you were giving head in the cold of his bed I had lapped you twice I don't know their names but I know what they mean at least I’m not another major machine Are you ready For love to carry you home Keep your hands steady You’re bound to be unknown Are you ready now For love to carry you home Keep your hands steady You’re bound to be unknown If my soul is returning from where I cannot see From smoke into summer tonight could set us free In the morning there is sunlight and it burns into our world Oh little darling we have learned