Peter Bruntnell – Shake lyrics
Where are last year's snows
Have they gone to ground
Was it me or you
Thought he'd let them down
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Shake a stick at you
Nothing comes of nothing
It seems to me that we're free to be temporary
Stones that question sands
Waiting for the chance
To leave that curving profile
Of the tidal dance
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Shake a stick at you
Nothing comes of nothing
It seems to me that we're free to be temporary
Waves and blood run swiftly
Straight back to the sound
Through weary eyes of sailors
Whose ocean let them down
Whose ocean let them down
Whose ocean let them down
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
I shake a stick at you
Nothing comes of nothing
It seems to me
Such an Indian giver
Shake a stick at you
Nothing comes of nothing
It seems to me that we're free to be temporary