Mrs Potter's Lullaby
Counting Crows - This Desert Life
well i woke up in mid afternoon
cause that's when it all hurts the most
i dream i never know anyone at the party
and i'm always the host
if dreams are like movies
then memories are films about ghosts
you can never escape y
ou can only move south down the coast
well i am an idiot
walking a tightrope of fortune and fame
i am an acrobat
swinging trapezes through circles of flame
if you've never stared off into the distance
then your life is a shame
and though i'll never forget your face
sometimes i can't remember my name
hey mrs potter don't cry
hey mrs potter i know why
but hey mrs potter won't you talk to me
there's a piece of maria
in every song that i sing
and the price of a memory
is the memory of the sorrow it brings
and there is always one last light to turn out
and one last bell to ring
and the last one out of the circus
has to lock up everything
or the elephants will get out
and forget to remember what you said
oh and the ghosts of the tilt a whirl
will linger inside of your head
oh and the ferris wheel junkies
will spin there forever instead
when i see you a blanket of stars
covers me in my bed
hey mrs potter don't go
i said hey mrs potter i don't know
but hey mrs potter won't you talk to me
oh the blue light reflections
that colour my mind when i sleep
and the lovesick rejections
that accompany the company i keep
oh the razor perceptions
that cut just a little too deep
hey i can bleed as well as anyone
but i need someone to help me sleep
oh so i throw my hand into the air
and it swims in the beams
it's just a brief interruption
in the swirling dust sparkle jetstream
well i know i don't know you
and you're probably not what you seem
oh but i'd sure like to find out
so why don't you climb down off that movie screen
hey mrs potter don't turn
hey mrs potter i burn for you
hey mrs potter won't you talk to me
when the last king of hollywood
shatters his glass on the floor
and orders another
well i wonder what he did that for
cause then i know that i have to get out
cause i have been there before
so i gave up my seat at the bar
and i head for the door
we drove out to the desert
just to lie down beneath this bowl of stars
we stand up in the palace
like it's the last of the great pioneer town bars
oh we shout out these songs
against the clang of electric guitars
ah you can see a million miles tonight
but you can't get very far
oh you can see a million miles tonight
but you can't get very far
hey mrs potter i won't touch
and hey mrs potter it's not much
but hey mrs potter won't you talk to me
hey mrs potter won't you talk to me
hey mrs potter won't you talk to me
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