"Crumbs From Your Table" (Live mix)
From the brightest star
Comes the blackest hole
You had so much to offer
Why did you offer your soul
I was there for you baby
When you needed my help
Would you deny for others
What you demand for yourself
Cool down, slow down, come on
Cool down, slow down, come on
You speak of signs and wonders
But I need something other
I would believe if I was able
But I’m waiting on the crumbs from your able
Pretty as a picture
You’re all there to see
Then your face caught up with your psychology
With your mouth full of teeth
You ate all your friends
And you broke every heart
Thinking every heart mends
You speak of signs and wonders
But I need something other
I would believe if I was able
But I’m waiting on the crumbs from your table
Only ‘round you sigh
You feel me on
You know my downs
You mace your part
You know my sound
You know my wall
You know my sane
And you speak of signs and wonders
But I need something other
I would believe if I was able
But I’m waiting on the crumbs from your table
This is atu2.com's version, but they have been wrong on many occasions. In the Italic bit you might as well sing whtever you want -- Most of it doesn't sound like real words.
