the Gift Almost David

Floating high above the winds that strike us down

Observing every word and rhyme they're listening now

But they're not taken in by hearts and saccharine

They take time, they take time, they take time

And they say na na na na nothing here

And they go na na na na nothing here

And we say na na na na nothing here right now

Nothing here right now

There's a gift that waits its purity is prime

But too many years are littered with out crimes

We've laid a path ahead it's the one we've walked before

It takes time, it takes time, it takes time

And they say na na na na nothing here

And they go na na na na nothing here

And we say na na na na nothing here right now

And they say na na na na nothing here

And they go na na na na nothing here

And we say na na na na nothing here right now

Nothing here right now

And they say na na na na nothing here

And they go na na na na nothing here

And we say na na na na nothing here right now

And they say na na na na nothing here

And they go na na na na nothing here

And we say na na na na nothing here right now

Nothing here right now

Words and Music Almost David.

Produced by Grant Henderson at The Loom Yorkshire.

Backing Vocals by Annette Løining, recorded at Skambra Studio, Time, Norway by Jørgen Manke.