Suspended In Gaffa
Out in the garden, there's half of a heaven
And then we're only bluffing
We're not ones for busting through walls
But they've told us unless we can prove
That we're doing it, we can't have it all (I want it, I want it all)
He's gonna wangle a way to get out of it
She's an excuse and a witness who'll talk when he's called
But they've told us unless we can prove
That we're doing it, we can't have it all (I want it, I want it all)
(I want it, I want it all)
We can't have it all (I want it, I want it all)
(I caught a glimpse of a God)
(All shining and bright)
Suddenly my feet are feet of mud
It all goes slow-mo
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not until I'm ready for you
Not until I'm ready for you
Can I have it all?
I try to get nearer, but as it gets clearer
There's something appears in the way
It's a plank in me eye
With a camel who's trying to get through it
Am I doing it? Can I have it all now? (I want it, I want it all)
I pull out the plank and say, "Thank you for yanking me
Back to the fact that there's always something to distract
But sometimes it's hard to know if I'm doing it right"
Can I have it all now? (I want it, I want it all)
Can I have it all now? (I want it, I want it all)
Can I have it all? (I want it, I want it all)
I can't have it all
(We all have a dream, maybe)
Suddenly my feet are feet of mud
It all goes slow-mo
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not until I'm ready for you
Not until I'm ready for you
Can I have it all?
I won't open boxes that I am told not to
I'm not a Pandora, I'm much more like
That girl in the mirror between you and me
She don't stand a chance of getting anywhere at all (I want it, I want it all)
Not anywhere at all (I want it, I want it all)
No, not a thing (I want it, I want it all)
She can't have it all
(Mother, where are the angels?)
(I'm scared of the changes)
Suddenly my feet are feet of mud
It all goes slow-mo
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not until I'm ready for you
Not until I'm ready for you
Suddenly my feet are feet of mud
It all goes slow-mo
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not until I'm ready for you
Not until I'm ready for you
Can I have it all now?
And then we're only bluffing
We're not ones for busting through walls
But they've told us unless we can prove
That we're doing it, we can't have it all (I want it, I want it all)
He's gonna wangle a way to get out of it
She's an excuse and a witness who'll talk when he's called
But they've told us unless we can prove
That we're doing it, we can't have it all (I want it, I want it all)
(I want it, I want it all)
We can't have it all (I want it, I want it all)
(I caught a glimpse of a God)
(All shining and bright)
Suddenly my feet are feet of mud
It all goes slow-mo
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not until I'm ready for you
Not until I'm ready for you
Can I have it all?
I try to get nearer, but as it gets clearer
There's something appears in the way
It's a plank in me eye
With a camel who's trying to get through it
Am I doing it? Can I have it all now? (I want it, I want it all)
I pull out the plank and say, "Thank you for yanking me
Back to the fact that there's always something to distract
But sometimes it's hard to know if I'm doing it right"
Can I have it all now? (I want it, I want it all)
Can I have it all now? (I want it, I want it all)
Can I have it all? (I want it, I want it all)
I can't have it all
(We all have a dream, maybe)
Suddenly my feet are feet of mud
It all goes slow-mo
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not until I'm ready for you
Not until I'm ready for you
Can I have it all?
I won't open boxes that I am told not to
I'm not a Pandora, I'm much more like
That girl in the mirror between you and me
She don't stand a chance of getting anywhere at all (I want it, I want it all)
Not anywhere at all (I want it, I want it all)
No, not a thing (I want it, I want it all)
She can't have it all
(Mother, where are the angels?)
(I'm scared of the changes)
Suddenly my feet are feet of mud
It all goes slow-mo
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not until I'm ready for you
Not until I'm ready for you
Suddenly my feet are feet of mud
It all goes slow-mo
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not until I'm ready for you
Not until I'm ready for you
Can I have it all now?
Credits
Writer(s): Kate Bush
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