Broken (Late of the Pier)

Didn't sleep last night Couldn't calm down The cold water running past my window Kept me crying out Give me sunlight The good medicine It's all part of the open pressures Of growing up Met a friend but then again You could get around town like they do Have a shower, then drive around Looking out for Northfields Avenue The journey's sour, the fire is out Love achieving sounds sell a heart of glue Have a listen, a dirty mind Moving matters untold residue Its all evolution's fault now It's all down to echoes in the crowd