Brave
GARY LIGHTBODY, JONATHAN GRAHAM QUINN, MARK PETE MCCLELLAND
Without a word you threw up on my shoulder
I shot up from my seat in disgust
I've been talking to someone with my back
To your sickness until right now
Later you'd say the ground swallowed you up
I'd say no, that's the drugs you were on
If only ice cream didn't melt
If only we laughed every day
If only closing time was myth
If only we had one more hour
And I cringed when I said something stupid
But you laughed anyway which was nice
And to fall down the stairs in the art school
And to wake us and curse that I drank
If only aeroplanes made sense
If only trees breathed more than us
If only Belfast caught the sun
If only we had one more hour