John

Wouldn't it be great, to forget how much we owe, celebrate the remains, beat the times gone wrong, when rivers skinned our bones, within us all our song, I watch for your face, tumble down a naked slope, save us from the rains, we'll just bumble along, laugh with what we know, assent that we're strong, fling the watch away, spinning as the wind blows, trains arrive all day, I’ll never let you down, tap you for a loan, you have no need to go, red lips ornate, rooms where flowers grow, pints and whisky chasers, you’ll never feel alone.