David Gray — Gold in a Brass Age

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In search of sleep, I close my eyes
My head is filled with bugs and flies
I don’t know if you realise
How much it means

Pray, tell me where that feeling went
I gave my best by accident
In vain, I stride to represent

How much it means
How much it means
How much it means

Am I lost for words?
My mind heads forward
It’s gone the moment I reach the walls
Gets grounded up on top

Still I’m trying to hold it up
It’s people who have lost their faith
Who speak of life, but play it safe
Arise, dear fool
The days breathe
Don’t you see

How much it means
How much it means
How much it means
How much it means

Every moment I got (Yeah)
Every moment I got (Yeah), yeah
Every moment I got (Yeah)
Every moment I got (Yeah)

How much it means, yeah (Yeah)
Every minute I got (Yeah)
Everything in my heart (Yeah)
How much it means, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Said yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
It’s gone the moment I breathe