Written by David Gray

Three tower blocks glinting
In the midday sun.
Two ice cubes melting
In a glass of white rum.
Head for the places that
I've never gone.

(I can't get through to myself.
Just can't get through to myself.)

Eight beggars choking
On a slice of red pie.
Two rivers freezing
In a broken goodbye.
No hesitation,
Just a kick in the eye.
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(I can't get through to myself.
Just can't get through to myself.)

And we do a lot of learning
Everyday or so it seems
But the road it keeps turning
And I'm right back here again.

Blue leather jacket and a helium voice.
(I can't get through to myself.)
My head is reeling from too much choice.

(I can't get through to myself.
I can't get through to myself.
Just can't get through to myself... etc)