The sea’s changing The wind’s fading And coalescing in a widescreen scope
Ah amen
Words fail me The burbs hail me But in a way that I am glad to go
Ah amen
The damp’s rising And baptising and I Was goddamn waylaid by the cost of it all
Ah amen
So far so good But it’s been a long while and I’ve Since understood Just how you lived now that I am Older, wiser and I’ve Given up things myself Like you
Ball’s flying The great’s dying Boss at goodison was A kopite coach
Ha-lle Ha-lle-lu
The minds trailing The hand’s flailing And Tagaloa sighed Said Ii don’t know”
Ha-lle Ha-lle-lu
Birds flying And the state’s lying And they built a highway Through our neighborhood
Ha-lle Ha-lle-lu Ha-lle Ha-lle-lu-jah Hallelujah
The truth was back home I was a part-timer and I Gave half my soul to Every known vice but I’m Older, wiser now and I’ve Given up chances, yeah