The Exhibition Lyrics

We've got good minds in bad health/
I think you know that/
All our friends like us more than we like ourselves/
Drinking in style like the laughing stock/
We sing in the key of this door but we still knock/
Set the clocks back and set my thoughts ahead/
We could rewrite this old book stepping through chapters half dead/
Someone said before, I'll say it again/
It's not just how you play it's how your listenting/
A head in the ground/
Feet in the sky/
You fell when no one watched as you learned how to fly/
It's the simple things that have all gone wrong/
When you stop to catch your breath your moving on/
Graffiti just like a calendar/
July ice, now it's melting there/
Drinking in style like the laughing stock/
We sing in the key of this door but we still knock/