I'm a Dirty Attic - Cate Le Bon

What’s so good about hungry hearts

Beating on the table when your plate is full?

I’m a body of dreams for you

Ahh, I’m a dirty attic

Milk warn monuments fill me up

If you don’t paint the ruin in the background

I was thinking about truth

Ahh, it’s not automatic

This night drives me wild, ahh, row away

It’s like I’m untied, ahh, row you say?

Well I want to make sense with you

And I want to make sense with you

You say something like «Stop the bus

And I’ll see you in the morning when the light’s up»

I was drinking the dew

Ahh, it’s just automatic

Take care, golden hair, draw me a sky

Paint me in a picture with a new face

I’m a body of dreams for you, ahh

I’m a body of dreams for you, ahh

I’m a body of dreams for you, ahh

I’m a dirty attic

This night drives me wild, ahh, row away

It’s like I’m untied, ahh, row you say?

Well I want to make sense with you

And I want to make sense with you

And I want to make sense with you

With you

With you