That's How I Know Lyrics

An old lost book has re-appeared with the pages all dog-eared

That's how I know you've been here

The gardens gone to wrack and ruin

But I'll be up at the crack of noon

In time to seize the evening



They say that waking up is hard to do



It doesn't take a Sherlock Holmes to decipher all your poems

As abstract as you make them

Put painted hand prints on t-shirts, laugh until the stomach hurts

Days like these don't have pricetags



Talk of the love and the like she let him borrow her bike

With tyres gasping for air

Brought it back with wheel rim buckle,

Thinks to himself with any luck she'll

Decide to ride the bus to work come morning



They say that waking up is hard to do, but when she did

Breaking up has never been easier



Now there's a hint of that perfume on blankets in the lounge room

That's how I know you slept there