Experience - Toyah

Your finger nails are dirty

Your lips are dry and cracked

Hours come and go And your eyes are still open

So I stare

And you stare back

It twists, It turns

Experience

You live, you learn

Experience

Half past eleven

And I’m still shaking

I can’t smoke my cigarette

From somewhere in between

A whisper to a scream

I wait for you

To take a breath

It twist, It turns

Experience

You live, you learn

Experience

And God only knows

I’ve been around

Is it time to go home yet?

And he’s a night

I won’t be putting down to Experience

Experience