I spy with my little tired eye
Tiny as a firefly, a pebble
That we picked up last July
Down deep inside your pocket
I spy with my little tired eye
Tiny as a firefly, a pebble
That we picked up last July
Down deep inside your pocket
We almost forgot it
Does it ever miss Wicklow sometimes?
Ooh, ooh
[Chorus]
They said the end is coming
Everyone's up to something
I found myself a-running home to your sweet nothings
Outside they're push and shoving
You're in the kitchen humming
All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing
[Verse 2]
On the way home
I wrote a poem
You say, "What a mind"
This happens all the time
Ooh, ooh
[Chorus]
Cause they said the end is coming
Everyone's up to something
I found myself a-running home to your sweet nothings
Outside they're push and shoving
You're in the kitchen humming
All that you ever wanted from me was nothing
[Bridge]
Industry disruptors and soul deconstructors
And smooth-talking hucksters out glad-handing each other
And the voices that implore, "You should be doing more"
To you, I can't admit that I'm just too soft for all of it
Ooh
[Chorus]
They said the end is coming
Everyone's up to something
I found myself a-running home to your sweet nothings
Outside they're push and shoving
You're in the kitchen humming
All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing
They said the end is coming
(They said the end is coming)
Everyone's up to something
(Everyone's up to something)
I found myself a-running home to your sweet nothings
Outside they're push and shoving
(Outside they're push and shoving)
You're in the kitchen humming
(You're in the kitchen humming)
All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing
Veo con mi pequeño ojo cansado
Pequeño como una luciérnaga, un guijarro que recogimos el pasado julio
En lo profundo de tu bolsillo
Casi lo olvidamos
¿Alguna vez se pierde?
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
[Coro]
Dijeron que el fin se acerca
Todo el mundo está tramando algo
Me encontré corriendo a casa para tus cosas dulces
Tomaré sus empujones, empujones
Estás en la cocina tarareando
Todo lo que querías de mí eran mis cosas dulces
[Verso 2]
En el camino a casa
Escribí un poema
Dices, “Que mente”
Esto pasa todo el tiempo
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
[Coro]
Porque dijeron que el fin se acerca
Todo el mundo está tramando algo
Me encontré corriendo a casa para tus cosas dulces
Tomaré sus empujones, empujones
Estás en la cocina tarareando
Todo lo que querías de mí eran mis cosas dulces
[Verso 3]
Disruptores de la industria y deconstructores del alma
Y los charlatanes que hablan con suavidad y se dan la mano entre ellos
Y las voces que imploran, deberías estar haciendo más
Para ti no puedo admitir, que soy demasiado suave para todo eso
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
[Coro]
Dijeron que el fin se acerca
Todo el mundo está tramando algo
Me encontré corriendo a casa para tus cosas dulces
Tomaré sus empujones, empujones
Estás en la cocina tarareando
Todo lo que querías de mí eran mis cosas dulces
Dijeron que el fin se acerca, ooh-ooh
Dijeron que el fin se acerca
Todo el mundo está tramando algo
Todo el mundo está tramando algo
Me encontré corriendo a casa para tus cosas dulces
Me encontré corriendo a tus cosas dulces
Tomaré sus empujones, empujones, ooh-ooh
Tomaré sus empujones, empujones
Estás en la cocina tarareando
Estás en la cocina tarareando
Todo lo que querías de mí eran mis cosas dulces