Nick Corney + the Buzz Rats - Dust Collector Lyrics

There's a book sits on the shelf I bet it could tell a story
I've tried to keep it to myself unopened unturned
Pretty china on the wall nailed into the brick
I think it used to live next door underneath Jenny's Jubilee cup
Just another dust collector waiting for it's time to come
Like my mother's channel selector thumb stuck fast on BBC 1
Where I was happy to be oh I was happy to be
As my 10 year old self with only one screen
Transporting me to all the places that I've ever wanted to go
And all of the people I've wanted to be
And I can still hear the old phone ringing out
Breaking the silence in my heart ringing out
Bringing the news into the house ringing out
Sometimes good and sometimes bad ringing out ringing out
Just another dust collector waiting for it's time to come
Like my father's super 8 projector capturing precious moments of fun
Where I was happy to be and now I'm happy supposedly
As my self critical self with too many screens
Dissecting my mind and losing the faces of the lives I've always known
And the places and the people
I've wanted to be and be with
Just another book on the shelf
With secrets to open and stories to tell
Just another tv screen to channel your soul to a never ending dream
Just another telephone ring
Just another unwanted thing
Just another dust collector waiting for his time to come