"Not Yet / Love Run (Reprise)" lyrics
[Not Yet]
It seems
To me
That you can't sleep
By hook or by crooked look give me land
One fist holds a lighter the other your hand
The oh's of your screams still echo in your dreams
I'll point you steer and we'll rip up the map by the seams
It seems oh it seems
To me
That you
You can't sleep
Grab the stroud and we'll roar to the clouds come and get us
And the wind picks up up up and I'll never let you
Down it's time to fight don't be yellow bellied
Hold the bar at Hurley's hurly burly's give 'em hell give 'em hell
But I held your hand
As you shook in the middle of the night
Without waking you said
Not yet not yet
Not yet not yet
Not yet not
Sing me awake with a song about pirates
And I will try to harmonise
And sip the sunlight from your eyes
Oh sing me awake
With all the things we'll do today
But instead we'll build a den
Out of pillows and get drunk again
Cause everyone know how sex is better when you're
Unemployed
It seems oh it seems
To me
That you
You can't dance
For shit
Where is God ma
Where's the vodka
If my old mum could see me now
Oh how she'd howl she'd howl
Hold my hand
As you shook in the middle of the night
Without waking you said
Not yet not yet
Not yet not yet
Not yet not yet
Not yet not yet
Not yet not yet
Not yet not yet not yet not
Sing me awake with a song about pirates
And I will try to harmonise
And sip the sunlight from your eyes
Oh sing me awake
With all the things we'll do today
But instead we'll build a den
Out of pillows and get drunk again
Cause everyone know how sex is better when you're
Unemployed
I cannot find the words to keep you
It cannot be a lie if no one hears
Let the seabirds
Don't turn 'round
He says
[Love Run]
O let the world come at you, love
Like distant toms a-drumming
Love, run! The song you know's begun
O let the earth a-tumble, love
And humble you withal
Keep running. It's up to you now
Up to you now love to
(Love) Run, love run
For all the things you've done
Run for all the things that drum
Run for all those pages thumbed
Love run, love run
For all the things we wished we'd done
Run from all you know that's coming
Run to show that love's worth running to
Let foul men band and heed your hum
For that ancient hymn you heard me strumming?
Is nought but fumble-falls and guns
And tumbleweeds. Love, run!
It's nought that rum won't solve
Though some would harm you, none - not one - no none
Would raise to you a hand nor thumb
Not while by you I stand and hum
Love run, love run
For all the things you've done
Run for all the things that drum
Run for all those pages thumbed
Love run, love run
For all the things we wished we'd done
Run from all you know that's coming
Run to show that love's worth running to
All that matters
Is that you're here
All that matters
O let the land come at you, love
With all its sand and sin, a-singing
A song you once knew well's begun
Run until your lungs are numb
Now let the earth a-tumble, love
And humble you withal, keep running
It's not from what we run that drums
But what's to come, what's to come
Love run, love run
For all the things you've done
Run for all the things that drum
Run for all those pages thumbed
Love run, love run
For all the things we wished we'd done
Run from all you know that's coming
Run to show that love's worth running to
It seems
To me
That you can't sleep
By hook or by crooked look give me land
One fist holds a lighter the other your hand
The oh's of your screams still echo in your dreams
I'll point you steer and we'll rip up the map by the seams
It seems oh it seems
To me
That you
You can't sleep
Grab the stroud and we'll roar to the clouds come and get us
And the wind picks up up up and I'll never let you
Down it's time to fight don't be yellow bellied
Hold the bar at Hurley's hurly burly's give 'em hell give 'em hell
But I held your hand
As you shook in the middle of the night
Without waking you said
Not yet not yet
Not yet not yet
Not yet not
Sing me awake with a song about pirates
And I will try to harmonise
And sip the sunlight from your eyes
Oh sing me awake
With all the things we'll do today
But instead we'll build a den
Out of pillows and get drunk again
Cause everyone know how sex is better when you're
Unemployed
It seems oh it seems
To me
That you
You can't dance
For shit
Where is God ma
Where's the vodka
If my old mum could see me now
Oh how she'd howl she'd howl
Hold my hand
As you shook in the middle of the night
Without waking you said
Not yet not yet
Not yet not yet
Not yet not yet
Not yet not yet
Not yet not yet
Not yet not yet not yet not
Sing me awake with a song about pirates
And I will try to harmonise
And sip the sunlight from your eyes
Oh sing me awake
With all the things we'll do today
But instead we'll build a den
Out of pillows and get drunk again
Cause everyone know how sex is better when you're
Unemployed
I cannot find the words to keep you
It cannot be a lie if no one hears
Let the seabirds
Don't turn 'round
He says
[Love Run]
O let the world come at you, love
Like distant toms a-drumming
Love, run! The song you know's begun
O let the earth a-tumble, love
And humble you withal
Keep running. It's up to you now
Up to you now love to
(Love) Run, love run
For all the things you've done
Run for all the things that drum
Run for all those pages thumbed
Love run, love run
For all the things we wished we'd done
Run from all you know that's coming
Run to show that love's worth running to
Let foul men band and heed your hum
For that ancient hymn you heard me strumming?
Is nought but fumble-falls and guns
And tumbleweeds. Love, run!
It's nought that rum won't solve
Though some would harm you, none - not one - no none
Would raise to you a hand nor thumb
Not while by you I stand and hum
Love run, love run
For all the things you've done
Run for all the things that drum
Run for all those pages thumbed
Love run, love run
For all the things we wished we'd done
Run from all you know that's coming
Run to show that love's worth running to
All that matters
Is that you're here
All that matters
O let the land come at you, love
With all its sand and sin, a-singing
A song you once knew well's begun
Run until your lungs are numb
Now let the earth a-tumble, love
And humble you withal, keep running
It's not from what we run that drums
But what's to come, what's to come
Love run, love run
For all the things you've done
Run for all the things that drum
Run for all those pages thumbed
Love run, love run
For all the things we wished we'd done
Run from all you know that's coming
Run to show that love's worth running to
Writer(s): Joey Batey, Madeleine Hyland
