Church - Ancient History lyrics

rate me

Sometimes I wonder how I got mixed up with you<br />

You just cannot comprehend the things that I do<br />

The truth is so fragile, the ties are so true<br />

Lying in the nettles where the blossoms once grew<br />

So now you're asking what is this mystery<br />

And all these questions, ancient history<br />

Sometimes I wonder what is left to be said<br />

If I'm consumed and fading will the children be fed?<br />

The roof is always creaking, the stone has been bled<br />

You say I'm just existing and you leave me for dead<br />

Sometimes I can see your love is a sled<br />

Sliding down the slopes that will lead to your bed<br />

Some of us are white, some of us are red<br />

Some have got these visions going 'round in our heads<br />

As you go just blow a kiss to me<br />

And as it falls, ancient history<br />

Sometimes a joke can get out of hand<br />

Laughing like a conqueror in a new land<br />

Convinced down to his buttons this was how it was planned<br />

Turns his back on ruins, that was nothing but sand<br />

Crossing your Alps the ice and cold blister me<br />

And all the rest, ancient history