I'd stop and talk but it's cold in here And you're out of social graces and of cheer You need the space and time to muse And I know you think that's just a poor excuse And I'd rather share your company When the peccadillo's ripe And it's worth it's weight in lead my friend When the mood has caught you right And caught you well It's not a vacancy I'm proud of And I shouldn't sing so soon It's your own two feet you need right now Not me and this old tune So this one's for the aether And this one's for the past To mull and chew in times gone by I hope it never lasts, never lasts We matched in drive and we matched indeed
Glued together with ambition to succeed But life shook worlds and we slipped by Like two acorns from the same branch That descended from the sky And I'd rather share your company When the peccadillo's ripe And it's worth it's weight in lead my friend When the mood has caught you right And caught you well It's not a vacancy I'm proud of And I shouldn't sing so soon It's your own two feet you need right now Not me and this old tune So this one's for the aether And this one's for the past To mull and chew in times gone by I hope it never lasts, never lasts