| [00:00.00] | Scattered |
| [00:00.64] | Artist: The Kinks |
| [00:01.20] | Album: Phobia |
| [00:01.53] | |
| [00:01.80] | This song is dedicated to the memory of |
| [00:02.50] | Annie Florence Davies and Carol Bryans. |
| [00:02.67] | |
| [00:03.35] | Like a seed that is sewn |
| [00:05.97] | All the children are scattered |
| [00:09.96] | By a breeze that is blown |
| [00:13.66] | Now the crops are all scattered |
| [00:17.40] | We are torn, we are shattered |
| [00:21.91] | Now some of us are barmy and battered |
| [00:25.11] | And the fields where we gathered |
| [00:29.25] | Are overgrown in weeds and in tatters |
| [00:32.31] | Through it all we were scattered |
| [00:36.93] | |
| [00:37.28] | To the fields we are scattered |
| [00:39.97] | From the day we are born |
| [00:43.26] | To grow wild and sleep rough |
| [00:47.07] | Till from the earth we are torn |
| [00:50.81] | And a soul that is free |
| [00:55.72] | Can live on eternally |
| [00:57.80] | And the spirit can live on |
| [01:01.83] | Though it's scattered in the world beyond |
| [01:04.88] | And I've been out of my mind |
| [01:07.60] | Ever since she's been gone |
| [01:09.75] | |
| [01:10.26] | I look around that empty room |
| [01:17.31] | No sight nor sound |
| [01:21.16] | She's left so soon |
| [01:24.90] | She's out of view |
| [01:28.50] | But the I find |
| [01:32.02] | Those scattered clues she left behind |
| [01:39.14] | A photograph with a smiling face |
| [01:42.61] | A cigarette stubbed out on the fireplace |
| [01:46.37] | A coffee cup with her lipstick stains |
| [01:49.70] | I guess I'll never see her again |
| [01:52.98] | |
| [01:53.54] | Now my life is all scattered |
| [01:56.01] | Ever since she's been gone |
| [01:59.60] | I feel older, I feel fatter |
| [02:04.25] | I feel the blues coming on |
| [02:07.44] | We get bruised |
| [02:09.29] | We get battered |
| [02:11.67] | But we'll pick up the pieces that scattered |
| [02:14.78] | And with emotional glue |
| [02:16.59] | We're gonna stick together, body and mind |
| [02:19.36] | |
| [02:19.84] | Ever since she went away |
| [02:22.57] | I've been alone to contemplate |
| [02:26.25] | Time and space and why world's move |
| [02:29.61] | While sitting in my solitude |
| [02:32.97] | I've watched the stars and wondered why |
| [02:37.03] | They're scattered up there in the sky |
| [02:40.59] | And is she up there out of view |
| [02:43.98] | On some higher platitude |
| [02:47.70] | |
| [02:48.41] | I wish I knew |
| [02:52.35] | Wish I could prove |
| [02:55.72] | The reason why this life on earth |
| [02:58.41] | Is scattered like the universe |
| [03:01.91] | |
| [03:09.28] | I'm scattered here and scattered there |
| [03:13.36] | Bits of me scattered everywhere |
| [03:16.71] | To the fields we are scattered |
| [03:19.03] | Then from the dust we are born |
| [03:22.96] | We survive somewhat battered |
| [03:26.28] | To a new life, a new dawn |
| [03:30.31] | IN the end what will it matter |
| [03:34.52] | There'll only be my ashes to scatter |
| [03:37.60] | And all the logical answers |
| [03:40.07] | To a worrying mind |
| [03:41.61] | Will be scattered in time |
| [03:44.83] | Beaten and battered |
| [03:48.52] | To the earth you are scattered |
| [03:52.86] | You're going home so what does it matter |
| [03:55.75] | To an atomic mind |
| [03:57.91] | Scattered here while you travel time |
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