The White Papers - Highbury & Islington lyrics

everywhere we step around in this town it's all too sweet to see your face and in the light i'll share my space with rested wings and sharpened pace here in the afternoon windows where sweaters seam the needle flows across the lips the sound i know the touch i don't but here we go hours and hours underneath the sheets with things i'd never think to speak and if you think my timing's off it's not as bad as my locale and really don't you think we are just young enough to feel it out well here i am to take my swings so men stand it up c'mon men stand it up now