Lost Cat - Catatonia

Lost cat in Arthur Street, black and white

If you go, I’ll come without a fight

I’m sick of hearing damning words of you come cursing through my head

And I’m too proud to sit here, chasing time, wasting things we shared

Or thought we had

You said, I’m you digging a home

Truth is, you left a long time ago

But you can turn it on and play the innocent, though you’ve been caught

And I’m too proud to sit here, saying everything is how it was

Never been this sure

Take it from where you want to grow, there’s always tomorrow

I’d rather have you smile than have you fall, no matter where you go

Ten men in trial of love succeed

All those in Arthur Street will walk free

And you can turn it on and play at anything you ever wanted to

Cos you’re not dull and I’m not strong enough to carry on wondering

How we’re gonna see this through