P W Tigah Lilie - Straw Man (Outro)

Singing "Wet Sand" on the bus to Westwood Cross
Like the Chernobyl Sarcophagus
Smoke smothering the trees, bathing in the moss
Of the forest, I only ever ran to get lost
Not to feel myself, but to know my own cost
Of all the Depop pieces that I've brought
Compared to how much sun I've absorbed
In the Autumn, when the sun is no more

Sitting by the tracks, waiting for our cheesy chips
The sky turns lilac and falls at the hips
And all the kebab shop grease that I chew up and spit
There's a straw man of me and I'm waiting for him

There's a straw man of me

Sitting by the tracks, waiting for our cheesy chips
The sky turns lilac and falls at the hips
And all the kebab shop grease that I chew up and spit
There's a straw man of me and I'm waiting for him
Sitting by the tracks, waiting for our cheesy chips
The sky turns lilac and falls at the hips
And all the kebab shop grease that I chew up and spit
There's a straw man of me and I'm waiting for him

There's a straw man of me and I'm waiting for him
There's a straw man of me
There's a straw man of me
There's a straw man of me

Written by:
Poppy Hall

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