[Verse 1: Nigel Chapman]. When I think thoughts about my hometown. I sometimes feel like I'll never get back. On the brink, a shadow covers over. Whatever future I thought that I could have.
I'm getting tired of shufflin' my feet. Without closin' in. On what I see.. . The bloodhounds are barking, always on your trail.. You moved way too quick.
This Spring made Winter an insulting opening offer down the passing lane. It's getting harder to negotiate. Thawing out and icing up again. . Past the [midwhere?] circle of Provincial flags flagging in the front yard.
You'll recall from the sagas I hope Grettir's last stand at Drangey. How his grip on the sword made his enemies cut off his hand. If he'd fled here instead, and had tasted this terrible coffee.
Sitting on vacation I can't tear myself away. I think I could get used to this real fast. The life that I have left back home cannot find me today. And in my mind I'm moving here at last.
When you long for the height of the mountains,. When you long for the blue,. Leave your heart where it's deep and it's down again,. Lose your heart till it's new..
To be free. I went hunting. Yeah, deep underground. Where beauty dies. Her secrets lie. Yeah, but were never found. Just let me drown. . In the lonesome sound.
I've spent it in cold and cold. Such beautiful sorrow. Such beautiful sorrow. The clums, the song falls around our homes. Hand reach for tomorrow. Hand reach for tomorrow.
She asked 'how's Seattle' in some motherly talk,. Its okay, its mostly grey,. I think I'm just leveling off.. . And sometimes I think I'm running around,.
Leaving Tomorrow. . Blame it on our sorrow. Smiles have disappeared. Who could be our hero?. Anyone here?. . I'm sorry for the love you lost. Yeah I'm sorry for the love you lost.
Open my eyes and there you are. Out in the distance sun and the stars. And I feel the way is going to be. Reach out let your heart go free. This is just you and me.
Pretty as a peach. Shes so out of reach. I cant even try. 'Cause I'm livin' in a lie. . I'm runnin' away. I'm runnin' away. I'm runnin' away. I'm runnin' away.
Young as smoke that slips away. Just let me find my innocence, Desire to be a child again. Retrace reason, simple thinking, I know we will find the meaning.
Just rest your eyes, if they're getting heavy.. . Rest your, head on, my pillow.. . If you, want, I, can keep singing softly.. . Or you can try, counting sheep..