The Planes - Sleep Like a Noble

I was working it out
But I could not remember
How I got so ahead of myself
When I slammed your hand in the cab door

You were telling me off
I didn't mean to hurt you
But I was in a rush to get out
An escape, but not an excuse, no

Sleep like a noble
Adorned in your fortune
Wait for the noon sun
To pry your eyes open

There's a plot we can never know
And it haunts me sweetly
But given the chance I'd
Forget it completely

'Cause there are scars on my arms
Scars on your legs
Scars on both our backs
Everyone's got scars these days

Tear up the moleskin
Walk to the window
Breathe
Don't let me go

I could bar the door shut
But I want to remember
Why we'd get so fucked up
And escape, an excuse
Or something more?

Written by:
Stephen Perry

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