I've got fine things to do I'll ring you later
Later I'll be engaged
To you
Driving home the usual points
Do you know what kind of mistake to make
What the entrance textbook say
We went upstairs on the bus for a change
But your first floor room was exactly the same
Not us though
We're still further out and separate
Till no cars home at all
Coming up the good weather brings even more reminders
Plays we held in someone else's jimes
The light just dimmed, it went click
It's dark, but I don't think I'm the only one in here
Well no real winter, but crying and punishment
There's a heart shaking loose
It's noise between the other half of this room
Well that was a journey, it could be understood by anyone
I think I ought to be far away from that's weird, someone better
It was careless makeup
No wonder you couldn't bring yourself to write a letter
Everything is always the same, a little further away each time
Waking up the compete blessing
Drinking these sleep from souvenirs
I'm trying to do a bargain of a night
Oh well it's not your part really
Whenever the light's not your problem
Goodbye buddy