Ed Harcourt - Sister Renee lyrics

Sister Renee, the jack of all trades
don´t put that hatchet in my back, in my back
Watch myself fade on the bed that was made
not by Nurse Ratchet but by you, yea by you

Your uniform fits the charm & the wit
Life on the top floor by my side, by my side
I´m down in a pit with nowhere to sit
With a wrought iron door that separates us....separates

You gave me som poppyseed & we lay here for hours
Heal these blisters sacred sister
I´ll miss her so
Heal these blisters sacred sister
I´ll miss her so

Sister Renee, you´ve got it made
moving to a place that´s warm, oh so warm
What can I say, I want you to stay
I´ll touch your face with my fingers & my thumbs

You gave me some poppyseed & we lay here for hours
Heal these blisters sacred sister
I´ll miss her so
Heal these blisters sacred sister
I´ll miss her so
I´ll miss her so
I´ll miss her so
I´ll miss her so...

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