At This Table Songtext
von Liam Cromby

Well it′s warm in this house on the hill
Wooden floor and a stairway to you
Under covers and under stars you're still
′Til the sun wakes the morning breaking through
An empty bottle of rum on the floor
The ghost of the man that I was the night before
A violin echoing, let it be
Under streetlights in the park, it's where they sleep

And at this table
There's a place for me and you
At this table
We′ve spilt more than just the truth
And I see you
Don′t be so cruel
'Cause you don′t see you like I do


Well there's danger in losing faith
When your self and your worth are misplaced
Another life in the garden grows
And like a flower, you don′t know you're beautiful

And at this table
Here sits me and you
At this table
We′re delicate and bulletproof
And I see you
Don't be so cruel
'Cause you don′t see you like I do
At this table
Here sits me and you
At this table
We′ve spilt more than just the truth
At this table
The past you can't undo
And I see you
Don′t be so cruel
'Cause you don′t see you like I do