Text: Beth Orton. Shopping Trolley.

I've been reeling home
a broken shopping trolley
wheels on the wrong
how come wisdom
came on strong
but it?s too late to be done
words are but dust of stars
when they collide
i get lost in the sparks
explode into the dark
and move like light on the sea

i think i?m gonna cry
but i?m gonna laugh about it
all in time
i know i?m gonna cry
but i?m gonna laugh about it
all in time, all in time

my head?s hanging so low
i?m kicking it
when i walk down the road
and your words explode
employ a search light to see

i think i?m gonna...

it takes me unawares
all the magic that hides
inside your stares
always one more peak to climb
it really seems there is no finishing line

i think i?m gonna cry...