Harder Edges Lyrics

Missing that wounded girl
Puttin' on a king and tea
Some come burn the clouds
Peace come get me now
I'm sick of taking boredom
Counting down the pealing hours
Harder edges today
Harder edges today

Virgin in sky all day grey
Like living in a tupperware box
Lot's of hair under glass
Stuck full of flies of the past
And I'm sick of taking boredom
Counting down the pealing hours
She was capable of kind but not inclined
She was capable of kind but not inclined

Oh don't run the numbers
Don't run the numbers
Don't ask around about me
Shadows are deep and the angles are keen
Lift me out of this pinball machine

Your voice is a tall grass whisper
And I picture a kiss in spectacular station
Your voice has an easy melody
And I'm gently awake from the terrible dreams
Your voice has a mockingbird wisdom
And I flip at indigence and then again [?]
Your voice has an opium smoke plume
The room melts away in a velvet and [?]
Your voice offers no choice but [?]
And I'm rag doll and glad and I'm ten men in love again

So don't run the numbers
Don't run the numbers
Don't run the numbers
Don't run the numbers
Don't run the numbers
Don't run the numbers
Don't run the numbers

Missing that wounded girl
Puttin' on a king and tea
Some come burn the clouds
Peace come get me now
I'm sick of taking boredom
Counting down the pealing hours
Harder edges today
Harder edges today

Virgin in sky all day grey
Like living in a tupperware box
So come burn the clouds
Peace come get me now
And I'm sick of taking boredom
Counting down the pealing hours
She was capable of kind but not inclined
She was capable of kind but not inclined