Calling from the lobby of an East London curry house
The nausea of the threshold’s got me reaching out
I know I’m not a blind man, but I bump into things
I’m not a wise man, but I know some things
The only way to lose you is walk towards you
The only way back to you’s forward from you
I’m smart enough to know,
I’m not smart enough to know I’m not smart enough
I’m old enough to know,
I’m not old enough to know I’m not old enough
The only way to lose you is walk towards you
The only way back to you’s forward from you
Our world’s not flat
We’re not aligned
There’s other ways besides a line
Our world is round
Our choice is wide
I’ll circumvent my pride on my way back to your side
The only way to lose you is walk towards you
The only way back to you’s forward from you
I’m calling from the lobby of an East London curry house
The nausea of the threshold’s got me freaking out
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The MUSICIANS
Albino Guimaraes Vocals & Guitars
Joe Boyle Electric Guitars
Joe O’Brien Bass Guitar
Billy Klock Drums
Sophie Guimaraes Vocals
Behind The Song...
Forward From You
The lyric idea literally came to me while in the bathroom (to wash my hands) of a curry house located on the second story of a building in East London while I was in the country on business. The idea was sometime the only way to get back to something you want and love is to move forward from it and come on back around to its side from another direction.... a dream, a loved one, God perhaps.