I Need A Room

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lyrics

Come and find me in the mean time
in a night-spot-lit by the moon
They’ll be cutting down on my screen time
there’ll be younger stars coming through

I’ll be wearing a suit I’ll have fashioned
from illusions I’ll think I have lost
(letters of blood, declarations of love)
you’ll open your mouth – I’ll say:

‘Stop – stop posing like you’re the question to the answer to my prayers
I need a room
I need my books
I need my health
I don’t need anyone else to be there.’

And an owl will swoop down beside us
and he’ll take my side too
like a broken-hearted chorus he’ll tell you
you’d be a twit to woo

And I’ll pull a rose from the riverbank
and I’ll show you the thorns held below
I’ll say, ‘Yes, the petals are pretty, I guess,
but then pretty soon they’re gonna go, so, though

you’re posing just like the question to the answer to my prayers
I need a room
I need my books
I need my health
I don’t need anyone else to be there.’

And the moon will drop for the May moths
you’ll put a finger to my sullen pout
and you’ll say, ‘What was all that in aid of?!
All I did was open my mouth!

Well I see that suit that you’re wearing,
but Kieran it isn’t your style – don’t you see how the sleeves are tearing
every time that I smile?

A flower can open again and again
long as you don’t cut it off
show me the lessons you think that you’ve learnt
and I’ll show you whole schools you’ve forgot

You could take me
You could leave me
There are others for whom I could care

I need a room
I need my books
I need my heath
I don’t need you to be there

I don’t need you,
but I like you
– I think I still like you –
and I’d like you to be there.’

And I’ll say,

‘OK.

I’m convinced.

Let’s fake our own deaths!
Let’s live in a treehouse! Keep the squirrels!
Keep the squirrels as pets!

Then let’s… let’s…

…let’s get married!
Never get out of bed!
And let’s not be too careful – I like the name Zoë, tell me, how to you feel about Jed?

Let’s teach injured sparrows to learn once again how to fly!
Let’s invent a thousand new languages
never once a word for goodbye

We don’t need to
I know we don’t need to
I know we don’t need to

– but honey – let’s try’