Heaven Eleven Songtext
von The Smith Street Band

I have these bursts
Moments of clarity
I have these blurs
Tantrums at reality

I miss your body, I miss your spirit
World′s a better place with you in it
Had that dream again

I'm crying in the morning
I′m laughing in the afternoon
I don't know why anything's happening
Forever a bit confused

Take myself out to the ocean
Drown my body out to sea
End the internal commotion
And the thought the whole world′s only happening to me
The whole world

I miss your body, I miss your spirit
World′s a better place with you in it
Had that dream again


And I'm crying in the morning
Just didn′t feel like myself
Find it incredibly boring
How much everybody talks about everyone else

All these victorious values
Discarded in an afternoon
Just leaves me a bit confused
How much everybody talks about everyone else
(Everybody talks about everyone else)

I miss your body, I miss your spirit
The world's a better place with you in it
Had that dream again
Where we all get sent to heaven
I′ll get clean again
In the car park behind the seven-eleven
Had that dream again
Had that dream again

And I'm crying in the morning
Didn′t feel like myself
I find it incredibly boring
How much everybody talks about everyone else
Everybody talks about everyone else
Everybody talks about everyone else