Explorers 4

by Tom Milsom

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released 20 May 2010

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Track Name: Toy (Ode to an Imaginary Pachyderm)
It's so easy to pretend
That I'm your mother and you are my best friend
I won't dream about you if you don't dream of me

All the games we play are more than
You could ever know, one in a million
I'm not mad at you, You're never mad at me

Don't be happy, do be sad,
Don't be angry but do be very glad
That you're unaware of the fact you exist

I'm a woman you're a man, or
We're just cheetahs deep in the Savannah,
You will always be my favourite friend, oh elephant

It was many years ago
That you'd sit comfortably there on my pillow
I don't look at you now you won't look at me

Growing up, imagination
Is no more than a vague irritation
I won't talk to you if you can't talk to me

You're my friend and I'm a boy
Or I'm a fully grown man and you're a toy
Elephant
Track Name: IOU
You wrote letters to our friends
So that we could all pretend
You were able to defend my love

Complex lines in verdigris
I owe you and you owe me
But I'm sure we won't agree, my love

And all the walls were falling down
Where all the words you wrote were found
And all the silent space around
Was suddenly alive

We took them as we took our leave
Filling pockets, filling sleeves
We were little more than thieves, my love

And we read every single note
And every thought and every quote
I cried at every word you wrote, my love