Kite Twine

What am I? Had a little lovers' quarrel with your nature Cross-legged in the landslide I didn't wanna wake ya And what am I to do? When you grip your kite twine In the night time For me, you Darling, you know you've got me, true I'm fed up with your green gardens And your baby blues Don't worry for me So why you scared to win? And why do you tense up When you think about relaxing? Cascading down your hillside Could never be a bad thing Surely And though you strive for sun Still, your dad's a Tory Here's the story Was a traffic warden He always got the job done But now I'm restless with your straight margins And how you make me choose Don't you cry for me Oh, upon the downs We were just fucking around And mapping the stars Moving along Life becomes the sitcom And you're playing your part All too well All too well