My waking thoughts are thoughts of you, some set scenarios
That get fine tuned inside my swoon, caught in traffic I'm all she sick
And at my screen I seem to see your face in Windows
There's no escape, there's no release and there's no respite, try as I might
So it's what I live for on a typical day
Hoping to see you, hoping to say
I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive,
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
And I want to be part of your life
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
And so on my way home I dream our meeting
Undo the day, the choices made that got me nowhere but this same armchair
And start again as if the end weren't self-defeating
Because it seems I can't be seen, I'm never sighted just unrequited
But it's what I live for on a typical day
Hoping to see you, hoping to say
I exist, I exist, I exist,
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
I go most of my life unnoticed
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
Well it's what I live for, though you're unaware
You can't even hear me saying my prayer
This year - next year - sometime - never
Will we ever get together?
Grace and all the saints above her
Would it hurt her to discover
I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive,
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
And I want to be part of your life
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
credits
from Further Afield,
released May 13, 2014
Words & Music By Robert Boole & Richard Knowles
Smooth, sophisticated pop with neoclassical flourishes from the Berlin-based duo of Fabian Till and Birk Buttcherey. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024