"The Listening Chair" lyrics

Dot
Woosh!

Cat, blue, piano
Are just some of the things I like
So the more that I see of them in my day
The better I sleep at night

Mum, dad, Giles, Lizzie, Juliet, Uncle James
Are just some of the people I love
So the more of all them I can get in my day
The better I'll sleep at night

I can moonwalk, build castles
Play ping pong, talk to animals
Hold my breath for a really long time
And tell the future
Are just six of the things I can do
And the more I can fit of these things in my day
The better I sleep at night
The better I sleep at night

Composer or maybe an astronaut
This is what I'm gonna be when I grow up
I know 'cause I sing out all through the day
I fly through space by night

The teasing, the fighting, the hospitals
I don't wanna go anymore
I put a brave face on, battle through the day
But I might cry myself to sleep

I need more
Pinch, pinch, punch, punch
Dancing 'round the car park after lunch
Gadgets or
Copy cats, gold stars
Cola cubes for good marks
Pocket money
Shy type, show off
Your mum's got a Mazda, so what?

I need more
Swap stickers, best friends
Knight Rider watch tell the time again
Gadgets or
The popular, blonde hair
All the pretty girls sit over there
Pocket money
Sisters in school, he's cool
Our brother knows karate

What do I do to make you hate me so much?
Is it the clothes I wear, the way I speak?
Wonder Bra thrown 'round the German classroom
You wouldn't understand
I'll never live it down
Hiding in the bushes
Or tip-toeing down the corridor
Stop it, you'll make me laugh
Why would I ever need to know this?
Somehow I'll get through

I never want this to end
This night, this music
With you in my arms
Switch in to the real world
No idea what I'm doing, but here it goes
There she goes

I've found the place, feels like home
But I caught you kissing her
So suddenly I'm on my own
There's just not enough hours in the day
But things are going great, I can't complain
When I stumble to bed, I sleep like a baby

Finding my feet
Make love, make money, make a difference
Finding my feet
Connect, connect
Finding my feet
Make love, make money, make a difference
How'd you do that again?
Connect, connect together

I find myself gazing out of the window for no reason
When did I stop eating bread? And cheese, I love cheese
I want to have children
But I don't want to have children, you know?

Something niggling, a feeling I can't quite explain
A question
Online, offline, like I'm not really here
The quiet
Awake or sleeping, somehow can't tell the difference
You all over me
A question
Bright light outside, dark deep down within

It's a cover up, it was a cover up operation all along
Honing in, I'm honing in on the heart of it all
Toughen up, I've got to toughen up
'Cause I'm breaking it all apart
What's at the heart
What's at the heart of it all?

Who am I now?
Who am I now?