| Song | One For The Aether |
| Artist | Ruarri Joseph |
| Album | Both Sides Of The Coin |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’d stop and talk but it’s cold in here | |
| And you’re out of social graces and of cheer | |
| You need the space and time to muse | |
| And I know you think that’s just a poor excuse | |
| And I’d rather share your company | |
| When the peccadillo’s ripe | |
| And it’s worth it’s weight in lead my friend | |
| When the mood has caught you right | |
| And caught you well | |
| It’s not a vacancy I’m proud of | |
| And I shouldn’t sing so soon | |
| It’s your own two feet you need right now | |
| Not me and this old tune | |
| So this one’s for the aether | |
| And this one’s for the past | |
| To mull and chew in times gone by | |
| I hope it never lasts, never lasts | |
| We matched in drive and we matched indeed | |
| Glued together with ambition to succeed | |
| But life shook worlds and we slipped by | |
| Like two acorns from the same branch | |
| That descended from the sky | |
| And I’d rather share your company | |
| When the peccadillo’s ripe | |
| And it’s worth it’s weight in lead my friend | |
| When the mood has caught you right | |
| And caught you well | |
| It’s not a vacancy I’m proud of | |
| And I shouldn’t sing so soon | |
| It’s your own two feet you need right now | |
| Not me and this old tune | |
| So this one’s for the aether | |
| And this one’s for the past | |
| To mull and chew in times gone by | |
| I hope it never lasts, never lasts |
| I' d stop and talk but it' s cold in here | |
| And you' re out of social graces and of cheer | |
| You need the space and time to muse | |
| And I know you think that' s just a poor excuse | |
| And I' d rather share your company | |
| When the peccadillo' s ripe | |
| And it' s worth it' s weight in lead my friend | |
| When the mood has caught you right | |
| And caught you well | |
| It' s not a vacancy I' m proud of | |
| And I shouldn' t sing so soon | |
| It' s your own two feet you need right now | |
| Not me and this old tune | |
| So this one' s for the aether | |
| And this one' s for the past | |
| To mull and chew in times gone by | |
| I hope it never lasts, never lasts | |
| We matched in drive and we matched indeed | |
| Glued together with ambition to succeed | |
| But life shook worlds and we slipped by | |
| Like two acorns from the same branch | |
| That descended from the sky | |
| And I' d rather share your company | |
| When the peccadillo' s ripe | |
| And it' s worth it' s weight in lead my friend | |
| When the mood has caught you right | |
| And caught you well | |
| It' s not a vacancy I' m proud of | |
| And I shouldn' t sing so soon | |
| It' s your own two feet you need right now | |
| Not me and this old tune | |
| So this one' s for the aether | |
| And this one' s for the past | |
| To mull and chew in times gone by | |
| I hope it never lasts, never lasts |
| I' d stop and talk but it' s cold in here | |
| And you' re out of social graces and of cheer | |
| You need the space and time to muse | |
| And I know you think that' s just a poor excuse | |
| And I' d rather share your company | |
| When the peccadillo' s ripe | |
| And it' s worth it' s weight in lead my friend | |
| When the mood has caught you right | |
| And caught you well | |
| It' s not a vacancy I' m proud of | |
| And I shouldn' t sing so soon | |
| It' s your own two feet you need right now | |
| Not me and this old tune | |
| So this one' s for the aether | |
| And this one' s for the past | |
| To mull and chew in times gone by | |
| I hope it never lasts, never lasts | |
| We matched in drive and we matched indeed | |
| Glued together with ambition to succeed | |
| But life shook worlds and we slipped by | |
| Like two acorns from the same branch | |
| That descended from the sky | |
| And I' d rather share your company | |
| When the peccadillo' s ripe | |
| And it' s worth it' s weight in lead my friend | |
| When the mood has caught you right | |
| And caught you well | |
| It' s not a vacancy I' m proud of | |
| And I shouldn' t sing so soon | |
| It' s your own two feet you need right now | |
| Not me and this old tune | |
| So this one' s for the aether | |
| And this one' s for the past | |
| To mull and chew in times gone by | |
| I hope it never lasts, never lasts |