On sticks and sand, lost my money, lost my hands
Blood on my brain, too much salt in my veins

And I thought pain was clean
And I thought hearts were strong
But bones aren't sticks anymore
And a day is far too long

So many days never needing any grace
Live for kicks and danger, there'd be beauty anyway

And I thought pain was clean
And I thought hearts were strong
But bones aren't sticks anymore
And a day is far too long x3

• A Day is Far Too Long
• All Your Life
• Badgeman Brown
• Badhead
• Dancehall
• Day Upon Day
• Dizzy
• Es Schmecht
• Fried
• Get Out of Cities
• Got Yer!
• Hanging Over
• I Wish
• I'm All Over
• In a Salty Sea
• Inertia
• Luminous
• Mace
• Maggie May
• Magpie
• Me You, We Two
• Mr Briggs
• Peter Panic
• Polished Stone
• R U Lonely?
• Sing
• Swallows in a Heatwave
• That's All I Wanna Do
• Theme from an Imaginary Film
• Threadneedle Street
• Waiting
• Where'd You Go?
• Who The Fuck?
• Won't Do It
• Woodpigeon Song
• Young & Lovely