Couldn’t Make It Up

Ben Howard

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    Could not
    Could not make it up
    Sitting in the garden
    Listening to the radio
    Cinder forming into great clouds
    What's it to me anyhow?
    Wish I knew
    How to tell you the mess I'm in
    Love is that the final sound?
    Strangeness passing deep inside me

    What's with the face
    With the half mast frown?
    If I give up
    Do I give up now?
    What's with the face
    With the half mast frown?
    If I give up
    Do I give up now?

    Goodnight
    Goodnight getting out alive
    What's it to me anyhow?
    Colours shifting like a landslide
    So many times
    I've seen myself in the breaker yard
    Love is that the final sound?
    Now I see the fear in your eyes loud

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    What's with the face
    With the half mast frown?
    If I give up
    Do I give up now?
    What's with the face
    With the half mast frown?

    Whistling wind
    Strange to me
    Whistling wind, ah
    Whistling wind
    Strange to me
    Whistling wind
    Strange to me
    Whistling wind, ah
    Whistling wind
    Strange to me

    Could not
    Could not make it up
    Sitting in the garden
    Listening to the radio
    Mumbling the words
    Like the first time around
    Wish I knew
    Wish I knew the words to this one
    Love is that the final sound?

    Song details

    Composition: Ben Howard and Mickey Smith

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