It’s lying on the pavement, Creeping in the back of your mind
Someone left it on the corner, Something crawling up your spine
Is it blowing in the wind? It’s floating way up high
It’s the glimpse that you caught in the corner of your eye
It’s tied around your fingers, It’s caught in your hair
It’s a message on your cell phone, “Are you going anywhere?”
Is it the heat this Sunday? It’s the water in your face
It’s the times when you took and you let go to waste
And then you turn away
Don’t we all just turn away?
We don’t know, so we turn away Don’t we all turn away?
It’s a stain in the mirror, It’s an early grave
No you won’t get near her, As she waves you wane
It’s coffee in the morning, It’s the taste of those grapes
It’s the way that you promised that you’ll never go away
And then you turn away
Don’t we all just turn away?
We don’t know, so we turn away Don’t we all turn away?
(solo)
It’s the leaves in the garden, it’s a golden cage
Is it the world getting smaller? It’s a symptom of our age
It’s on the clock by the window, Ticking time away
It’s the hand that you touched in the crowd that day
And then you turn away
Don’t we all just turn away?
We don’t know, so we turn away Don’t we all turn away?
Song details:
Catalogue number: GC016
Year of induction into catalogue: 2014
written by: Peter Varkonyi
