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