The Social Services - Hailstones lyrics

Eating dried mango in Notting Hill with a sister of mine Battered by hailstones and hangovers on Monday afternoon Having a luxury crisis About what to do with our lives So many choices it is dizzying for our small minds But this is enough, we have all we need But this is enough, we have all we need The silence is only broken by the phone and the coffee machine In this white room, so far removed from the life we knew I sit so obediently wondering how I ended up here Thinking of what could have been I shed the occasional tear But this is enough, we have all we need We are alive, we are warm and safe We are loved this is enough