david gray
sprung like a wild orchid
curled like a wave
hanging like wood smoke yeah
in the airy glade
only the wine talking
only the wine
head spinning
mouth open
time after time
sympathetic
won't forget it
hope i never live to see the day
gone forever
ah whatever
help me find the way
home
coiled in my synapses
poised like a snake
there as the time lapses
and the levee breaks
the way