The Child Ballads - Cheekbone Hollows (Pop 1/2 Life)

I keep hearing talk of the doom and they're sending the meek home
And that ain't half as bad as the the shadow that's caught in the hollow of a cheekbone
And all day long I hear talk of the doom and they're sending the meek home
And that ain't half as bad as the shadow that's caught in the hollow of a cheekbone
One day me and my cousin
We crossed town on the city buses laughing and cussing
All the live long day
There was a hollow in the woods where we studied other zones
A circle round the fort made of animal bones
And I know I'll never ever ever feel alone
With my cousin Mr. George Jerome
I keep hearing talk of the doom and they're sending the meek home
And that ain't half as bad as the shadow that's caught in the hollow of your cheekbone
The next day we was walking downtown
I looked up and saw my old dancing shoes hanging from a telephone wire
I saw two Rosicrucians on the morning bus
And the exchange of secret handshakes without involving touch
And I thought about my cousin and the codes that meant so much
We speak a dead language now our world has turned to dust
I bought a white chocolate tea in the park on my lunch break
I bought a painting off the street of a haunted lake
And I tried hard to make the world an exciting place
I keep hearing talk of the doom and they're sending the meek home
And that's not half as bad as the shadow that's caught in the hollow of your cheekbone
And all day long I hear talk of the doom and they're sending the meek home
And that ain't half as bad as the shadow that's caught in the hollow of your cheekbone
All day long
When your heart goes boom my heart goes boom too
When we walk into the room all the wallpaper comes in bloom
Sit up and move the garden into the bedroom and have tea and crumpets like a bride and groom (we had breakfast in bed)
I said goodbye
On a hazy day
I had a head full of thoughts
And they were children
Of the faces
Oh get on school bus and go