This Routine Is Hell - The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner lyrics

Here's to the blackest of days and self-destructive ways. It's a fling, a small time thing. Contemplating the beauty of a desperate man, No hard task for a spirited mind. There's a certain romance to be found in loneliness. Once so young and filled with vivid dreams. All hopes and small time things. Livelihood had parted, our wits outsmarted and sometimes love, mistakenly, gave us wings. There's a certain romance to be found in loneliness. And our solace lies in consciousness.