Ardour - Maxïmo Park, Pauline Murray

Swiping in my sleep

Pinch-grab a magazine

What’s become of me?

I’m scrolling in my sleep

This ardour

Still swiping in my sleep

Pinch-grab a magazine

Well, what’s become of me?

I’m scrolling in my sleep

This ardour is arduous

If I become the joke

Can I still deliver the punchline?

What if every time I spoke

I failed to deliver the punchline?

It’s easier, easier said than done

It’s easier, easier said than done

No time for walking in the park

When maybe that’s just what we need

Too tired for talking in the dark

Of our anxieties

This ardour is arduous

If I become the joke

Can I still deliver the punchline?

What if every time I spoke

I failed to deliver the punchline?

It’s easier, easier said than done

It’s easier, easier said than done

Tumbleweed bears down on me

My timing’s not what it used to be

It’s easier, easier said than done

It’s easier said than done

It’s easier said than done

It’s so much easier said than done