Silver From The Silt Lyrics

You tell yourself you got so far to run
And you sell yourself
No you fool yourself
Thinking there's silver you can pin from the silt
Of a factory stream
Everything rises to the top but the cream
Just quit
It's the best you will find
Going up to the attic to get back to the classics
On your own
I knew you could make it
Just quit it's the best you will find
You go for a stroll with an aunt you don't really know
As she fixes her hair you wait in the chairs to discover
that your first love from the whispering pines
in the wedding announcements of the Sunday Times
Just quit it's the best you will find
Like a wolf looking down on the town
wondering which house he should hit this time
Just quit it's the best you will find