So Far Behind

Album: The Well's on Fire 2003

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Words by
Keith Reid

So Far Behind
Your convent cloistered cluttered mind
Calls out for me, but I’m behind
An’ cannot see into your room
Whose perfumed depths sing songs of gloom
And I am cold and cannot see a way out of this mystery

An Ali Baba you would be
In search of treasure endlessly
An’ like some jewel you’d plunder me
And in some showcase I would be
And I am cold and cannot see a way out of this mystery

Wild horses could not change your mind
Or help you out an’ let you find
That I am neither cold nor blind
That I have something left to find
And I am cold and cannot see a way out of this mystery

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