The Last Straw Lyrics - Fish

Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors 

A typewriter cackles out a stream of memories 

Drying out a conscience, evicting a nightmare 

Opening the doors for the dreams to come home 

We live out lives in private shells 

Ignore out senses and fool ourselves 

Into thinking that out there there's someone else cares 

Someone to answer all our prayers 

Are we too far gone, are we so irresponsible 

Have we lost our balls, or do we just not care 

We're terminal cases that keep talking medicine 

Pretending the end isn't quite that near 

We make futile gestures, act to the cameras 

With our made up faces and pr smiles 

And when the angel comes down to deliver us 

We'll find out after all, we're only men of straw 

But everything is still the same 

Passing the time passing out the blame 

We carry on in the same old way 

We'll find out we left it too late one day 

To say what we meant to say 

Just when you thought it was safe to go back to the water 

Those problems seem to arise the ones you never really thought of 

The feeling you get is similar to some sort of drowning 

When you are out of your mind, out of your depth 

You should have taken soundings 

We're clutching at straws, we're clutching at straws clutching at straws 

And if you ever come across us don't give us your sympathy 

You can buy us a drink and just shake our hands 

And you'll recognise by the reflections in our eyes 

That deep down inside we're all one and the same 

We're clutching at straws still drowning