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Tangled in feathers
Tired and hoarse
Caught up in tethers
You are the source

We start every morning
With two little jabs
Won’t it be strange when
We stop splitting cabs?

Whenever you’re drifting
From pillow to pillow
You always expect me
To lift up my window

Whenever you finish
Taking on trouble
You always expect me
To start seeing double

Carry the weekend
Fist in the air
Tonight you’ll be back with
Hands in my hair

Whenever you’re drifting
From pillow to pillow
You always expect me
To lift up my window

Whenever you finish
Taking on trouble
You always expect me
To start seeing double

I’d rather see you in colour
I’d rather see you in colour
I’d rather see you in colour

Tangled in feathers   Tired and hoarse   Caught up in tethers   You are the source      We start every morning   With two little jabs   Won’t it be strange when   We stop splitting cabs?      Whenever you’re drifting   From pillow to pillow   You always expect me    To lift up my window      Whenever you finish   Taking on trouble   You always expect me   To start seeing double      Carry the weekend   Fist in the air   Tonight you’ll be back with   Hands in my hair      Whenever you’re drifting   From pillow to pillow   You always expect me    To lift up my window      Whenever you finish   Taking on trouble   You always expect me   To start seeing double      I’d rather see you in colour   I’d rather see you in colour   I’d rather see you in colour      …