Tekster: Belle And Sebastian. Sunday's Pretty Icons.

Fear is no home in which to hide
Fear is no plane to catch
No hotel room that's warm enough
No rented room that's quiet

A friend I've ??known through 16 years??
Comes down to where I'm high
A friend I've know through dreams and prayers
She comes back to my side

You're so far from wanting to talk
You're so far from wanting to say something good
Feel something good

The secret ?????
The secret lies of boys
??? we are the both of us
Too close to ever love

Whiskey from the island of soul
Whiskey from the year you were born
Tastes like kidnap and ransom and

Somebody ask me what Hell was like
Somebody ask me for ??
Somebody ask me what Hell was like
Once you learn how to ???? our souls

Every girl you ever admired (Every boy you ever desired)
Every love you ever forgot (Every person that you)
Despised is forgiven