Too Busy Sinking

Katie Jane Garside

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Maybe the light could illumine my dark,
The cave walls are leaking,
I can't make a spark

The telephone is ringing,
But I won't take your call,
I'm too busy sinking,
Climbing the walls,
Yeah,
Yeah

There's too many fishes adrift in my sea,
My message in a bottle did swim back to me,
I scolded the fisherman,
'Cos he won't tow the line,
I broke all his bottles,
And he did break mine

The telephone is ringing,
But I won't take your call,
I'm too busy sinking,
Climbing the walls,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah

They gave me a dream but it turned out all sour,
The wind she did shake me and break me for hours,
The lift up my sails and they tore down my mast,
The gods up above me, they laugh, they laugh.

The telephone is ringing,
But I won't take your call,
I'm too busy sinking,
Climbing the walls,
Walls,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,
The telephone is ringing,
But I won't take your call,
I'm too busy sinking,
I'm climbing the walls,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Walls,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Walls,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,
The telephone is ringing...
The telephone is ringing but
I won't take your call...