Ferrie's Ghost - Like a Heartache Lyrics

A disappearin' act, the sheep, a full rack
In a four magnitude laugh, a shot, an ear crack
Blame it on the yellows, blame it on the blues
Blame it on the second wipe an' reuse
Hearing as a child a sound that made sense
Feeling it now within this adulthood tense
I don't understand it an' I don't think I never will
It's somethin' that's been lacking short of gettin' over the hill
You can never go back or so they say
You'll have to move on from that fateful day
Like blue rapture bugs with yellow golden slots
Who tie you in circles with terrible knots
Light bulbs burn out an' you will too
Replaced like any other with a simple screw
Like a clash of the cupboard and a flick of the wrist
Changing your tune like becomin' violently pissed
Eatin' up a mushroom all those fibrous strands
Droppin' the ball, fumbled out of your hands
Light switch on the wall, go an' turn it off
I give you the truth yet still you seem scoff
Now in angry winter pajamas a mumble becomes clear
It was never about pity, never about fear
Something like forgiveness clearly takes shape
Yet the word sorry is covered behind red tape
Antiquated answers rattle your head
Make me roll my eyes an' make me feel dead
Soon becomes wrinkled, soon falls apart
Shrinks twice its size like a shriveled old heart
Hearing as a child a sound that made sense
Feeling it now within this adulthood tense
I don't understand it an' I don't think I never will
It's somethin' that's been lacking short of gettin' over the hill