Bill Ryder-Jones Hanging Song song lyrics

I was waiting for the seeds to fall

I saw your Mother there

She was fair and tall

There was something in the air that night

I walked to see your house

There I turned her down

We sat talking till the morning came

She smoked her cigarette

And I held my tongue

I picture you beside your fire

Waiting for the cats to come down

And thinking of your Mother

Hanging onto things, will only eat your heart

Hanging onto me, will only eat your heart

Hanging onto things, will only eat your heart

Hanging onto me, will only eat your heart

Hanging onto things, will only eat your heart

Hanging onto me, will only eat your heart

Hanging onto things, will only eat your heart

Hanging onto me, will only eat your heart