Robyn Hitch***** - Linctus House Lyrics
you know i used to call my baby upand we'd get real closejust like the telephone was a sofaand our thoughts would mingleand we'd leave our minds wide openlike a big window in the evening airand we'd say,'hey baby, come on in and help yourself to my soul''hey baby, come on in and help yourself to my soul'but these days, even saying, 'hello? how are you?''i'm fine, how are you?' takes a lot of sweatain't that a shameain't that a shamebut in linctus housein my flesh hoteli don't care anymoreyou know my baby and meas kimberley would saywe'd curl up like two dogsin front of a fireand our eyes would reflect each otherin the warm long heat of loveyeah, the warm long heat of loveand i would hear the rain fallingon the leaves outsidei could'nt stand to close the window'cos i'd shiver if i left her sidebut now i'd shake if we should meetand i spend most of my time in the bushesain't that a shameknow what you're doingain't that a shameknow what you've donebut in linctus housein my flesh hoteli don't care anymore'i understand how everything sometimesturns out to be nothing,' you saybut i wonder if you doand if we understood each otherthere'd be no need to talkbut even that, even talking is out of reachshould i say it with flowers orshould i say it with nails?i'm not the kind to push you aroundbut i don't want to make myself vulnerableand if i was on my kneesyou'd have a pretty good view of my skulland i happen to know you're carrying a chiselbut in linctus hotelin my flesh hoteli don't care anymorenoin linctus housein my flesh hoteli don't careain't that a shameknow what you're doingain't that a shameknow what you've done
