Pillar Box Red - The The

I paint my lips pillarbox red

It reminds me of the country

Where I was born and bred

Roots lie deeper than bones

So back in time I go Through the tobacco smoke veil

On the perfumed trail

Where only childhood knows

I lift my face

To feel the rain

Everything’s changed

Though it seems the same

The shallow hugs

The muted rage

The weeping skies

The shadowless days

I love and I hate this place

I ran away but I couldn’t escape

I paint my lips pillarbox red

It reminds me of the country

Where I was born and bred

Roots lie deeper than bones

So back in time I go Through the saloon bar doors

Onto the chewing gum floors

Where only childhood knows

I lift my face

To feel the rain

Everything’s changed

Though it seems the same

The sarcasm

The bitter remarks

That pierce the chest

And wound the heart

The shallow hugs

The muted rage

The weeping skies

The shadowless days

I love and I hate this place

I ran away but I couldn’t escape

I paint my lips pillarbox red

It reminds me of the country

Where I was born and bred

I paint my lips pillarbox red

It reminds me of the country

Where I was born and bred