Other – Alison MoyetBy I don’t know precisely which dayColoured me otherPerchance it may’ve been a slow bleedSo I cut out whichever shape I needI don’t sue for rescueI’m as free as I have ever beenDon’t want another rockTo hang about my neckYou see bejewelledI see bedeckedIn dead starsAnd nothingTouching meNothing touching meI am glad for open windowsI call for birds that do not comeYou beacon dead eyed welcomeBones bleach off the cityAnd when I’m done I’m done I’m doneKeep the turn over our aimI don’t want to look upon another wordThis heart so lightly thrownI say disarm I hear disownIt sounds familiarAnd nothingTouching meNothing touching meI don’t want another rockTo hang about my neckYou see bejewelledI see bedecked in dead starsI don’t want to look upon another wordThis deal so lightly spentAnd what says hereSays came and wentIt sounds familiarNothing’s touching meNothing’s touching me www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20