Paul Smith - Alone, I Would've Dropped lyrics

I picture you vague You never wore denim until then Stuck at Four Lane Ends A flip-down bench An inept perch Stuck at Four Lane Ends Rubble and railroads Peppering the plains A tanoy crackles Announcing more delays If I was alone, I would've dropped Your mere presence pulled me up Wiping dead gra** From each other backs On top of Primrose Hill Wavering attention Questioning commitment On top of Primrose Hill The position of pa**ion Is irrelevant 'Cause I've been trained to adore The insignificant If I was alone, I would've dropped I think it was your presence; pulled me up We uneathed a dinosaur spine Of smooth bony rock My hands mapped out your reddened back Between the marks of your shaps If I was alone, I would've dropped