Forget Myself - Elbow

Written by：Pete Turner/Richard Jupp/Mark Potter/Craig Potter/Guy Garvey

They're pacing piccadilly in packs again

And moaning for the mercy of a never come rain

The sun's had enough and the simmering sky

Has the heave and the hue

Of a woman on fire

Shop shutters rattle down and I'm cutting the crowd

All scented and descending from the satellite towns

The neon is graffiti singing make a new start

So I look for a plot where I can bury

My broken heart

No I know I won't forget you

But I'll forget myself if the city will forgive me

The man on the door has a head like mars

Like a baby born to the doors of the bars

And surrounded by steam with his folded arms

He's got that urban genie thing going on

He's so mercifully free of the pressures of grace

Saint Peter in satin he's like buddha with lace

He's so mercifully free of the pressures of grace

Saint Peter in satin he's like buddha with lace

No I know I won't forget you

But I'll forget myself if the city will forgive me

No I know I won't forget you

But I'll forget myself if the city will forgive me

Do you move through the room with a glass in

Your hand

Thinking too hard about the way you stand

Are you watching pair off and drinking 'em long

Falling in love every second song

Do you move through the room with a glass in

Your hand

Thinking too hard about the way you stand

Are you watching them pair off and drinking them long

Are you falling in love

Are you falling in love

Are you falling in love every second song

No I know I won't forget you

But I'll forget myself if the city will forgive me

No I know I won't forget you

But I'll forget myself and the city will forgive me