Elbow My Finger song lyrics

my senses arise like the dark desert skies on the counties

and all things collide when the blacks of her eyes hit my soul

the blackbird he cries to the ghosts of the night to be faithful

and we all stand in line cos we think it's polite to be bored

and you say that it's not what you say

and it's always the same like the memory's slain on the day

my finger is light on the pulse of my bride in the morning

my arms open wide from the things i deny to avoid

she spins me a line that she heard from the guy on the tv

and we all lose our pride cos it beats killing time in the past

and you say that it's not what you say

and it's always the same like the memory's slain on the day

my finger, shows the way to the stars

my finger, will it tear us apart

and you say that it's not what you say

and it's always the same like the memory's slain on the day

my finger