Beers Before the Barbican

In a life that's wrong and hung around
 I'd probably wet myself with all the talk
 Think of me as serious or slightly disappointed
 I'm not looking to defend this attitude
 Your dress is perfect
 Your shoes are strictly you
 Your speech is articulate
 And your eyes were too
 I remember once when you did acid as a kid
 There was a moment when you seemed so in control
 I was straight, out of my head, and you would kindly share your visions with me
 I'd like to share one with you now
 You stand there erect
 You are bracing for the crash
 There's things we will send
 I wanna let you know our thoughts for you will never end
 Now we've had a cause to laugh and generate this social gaff
 Of feeling less compassionate for some
 I realize the gravity to interfere with your tragic time
 Word has it that your friends all want to help
 Stripped to the bone
 And carried away on your own
 Outstanding debt
 You cut yourself, and then you make a mess of it, you're gone
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 I'm sure I'll never send this, and it seems a bit peculiar
 But you know we never talk of heavy things
 If we get a chance to see each other in the future
 I am sure we'll find a way to deal with it
 I'll walk out with you
 I'll walk out with you
 Powers and Becks
 Powers and Becks