BENEATH MY FEET

You know pigs cannot sing. 

Just think of the misery it brings.

Catch an angel, tear off her wings.

I’d forgotten, you’ve done these things.

 

I’ve got the message. Yeah, I’ve got the shakes.

You throw out the best of what you make.

And I can run from all the fakes, but you’re my sad original heartbreak.

 

Gone are the nights in your arms when you asked me to love only you.

And though it’s too late now. Your whereabouts unknown to me,

I swear it was you. I swear it was you, and the fire beneath my feet.

 

Here I am. My-oh-me.

All alone on the Devil’s knee.

He says I’ve been a naughty boy.

“I know" I say...and drown in his tears of joy.

 

I’ve got the message. Yeah, I’ve got the shakes.

You throw out the best of what you make.

And I can run from all the fakes, but you’re my sad original heartbreak.

 

Gone are the nights in your arms when you asked me to love only you.

And though it’s too late now. Your whereabouts unknown to me,

I swear it was you. I swear it was you, and the fire beneath my feet.

 

Jim Walker -  Keys, Programming, Lead Vocal