The Flycatchers - Expectations

Troubadour could you play me something
That might pick me up
Between all the drinking
All my days just seem to be mixed up
Thought I had a clue at 17
And life just threw it out
Expectations of a young man
With pockets full of dust

I'm not sure of anything, anything
At all it seems anymore
I'm not sure of anything, anything
At all

Dear mother can you say a prayer for the world before you rest
There are children only five years old in cancer patient beds
Time is cruel and when your old I only hope it all makes sense
For some time it seems that everything in my heads been a mess

I'm not sure of anything, anything
At all it seems anymore
I'm not sure of anything, anything
At all

I'm not sure how anyone can wake up
And see the tv screen for all the news
It's guns and violence, politics and riots
Just another public form of muse
And I'm just not sure anymore

Written by:
Chris Jones

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