"My Ark" lyrics

"My Ark"

Please excuse my tendency to colour everything I tell you
You don't understand, it takes me wherever I want to go
This is surely what I need, but I don't always think that way
And in the end, I can't help feeling I must sober into this

I've got time to build you up so tall
You won't fall down on me
I've got time to build you up so tall
You won't fall down on me, down on me

Please excuse my tendency to colour everything I tell you
But in my mind, there's nothing that really ever holds us from the truth
So I build my ark for you and I hope you do the same for me
In the end, I can't help feeling just a sobering end to this

I've got time to build you up so tall
You won't fall down on me
I've got time to build you up so tall
You won't fall down on me, down on me

I've got time to build you up so tall
You won't fall down on me
I've got time to build you up so tall
You won't fall down on me
I've got time to build you up so tall
You won't fall down on me
I've got time to build you up so tall
You won't fall down on me, down on me


Writer(s): Damon Albarn, Alexander James Steven, Alexander Rowntree David, Graham Leslie Coxon
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