Song | Just Like Anything |
Artist | Malcolm Middleton |
Album | Sleight Of Heart |
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Just like anything, to sing, to sing, to sing | |
Is a state of mind | |
Sunlight dances slowly on a drum beat’s broken rhyme | |
I speak in answers only to see them in my mind | |
If I had a penny, I'd throw it in the sea | |
To see if would float away or grow a penny tree | |
I play the fool of rhythm, to speak of what is sane | |
I never think of singing to those who feel the same | |
See how high the rain falls, see the color in my hair | |
Hunt for golden porridge bowls, hear the paper tear | |
Just like anything, to sing, to sing, to sing | |
Is a state of mind | |
Death gives no reason, so why should I | |
Death has no season, so I know I'll never die | |
Just like anything, to sing, to sing, to sing | |
Is a state of mind |
Just like anything, to sing, to sing, to sing | |
Is a state of mind | |
Sunlight dances slowly on a drum beat' s broken rhyme | |
I speak in answers only to see them in my mind | |
If I had a penny, I' d throw it in the sea | |
To see if would float away or grow a penny tree | |
I play the fool of rhythm, to speak of what is sane | |
I never think of singing to those who feel the same | |
See how high the rain falls, see the color in my hair | |
Hunt for golden porridge bowls, hear the paper tear | |
Just like anything, to sing, to sing, to sing | |
Is a state of mind | |
Death gives no reason, so why should I | |
Death has no season, so I know I' ll never die | |
Just like anything, to sing, to sing, to sing | |
Is a state of mind |
Just like anything, to sing, to sing, to sing | |
Is a state of mind | |
Sunlight dances slowly on a drum beat' s broken rhyme | |
I speak in answers only to see them in my mind | |
If I had a penny, I' d throw it in the sea | |
To see if would float away or grow a penny tree | |
I play the fool of rhythm, to speak of what is sane | |
I never think of singing to those who feel the same | |
See how high the rain falls, see the color in my hair | |
Hunt for golden porridge bowls, hear the paper tear | |
Just like anything, to sing, to sing, to sing | |
Is a state of mind | |
Death gives no reason, so why should I | |
Death has no season, so I know I' ll never die | |
Just like anything, to sing, to sing, to sing | |
Is a state of mind |