New English lyrics

Pull up the sleeve collect the changeAnd make it add up Bring back everything you needYou never move just stand around and count the peasantsCherrys falling from the treesAnd the lonely rain I know it seems a lot like heavenPoor child dont stop hereThis is only the way to tear soaked eyes and years of achingCut the rope and drift awayYou must believe or make the curtain fall togetherDown the alley in the breezeDont look confused those birds are only fleas with feathersTheyll turn you back and get you blue its trueNow I know their names they talk to me the pain of loosingIf someone elses gameShes a notion away relaxing in New English gardensPushing up the daisy chains