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I watch the park quieten from the hotel window |
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I hear you softly sleep amongst the cars and saluting songbirds |
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For a city whose size had scared me for years |
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Right now it's a feeble evening row |
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Not un-similar to a beach evening ending |
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On the table to my left there's a magazine with a picture of dead monkey |
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Making a mockery of what I'd call art |
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But what would I know about the scene in the city |
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That has swallowed up friends, lovers and family |
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Just give me a village the size of a teacup |
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You're happier here spread out with your eyes closed |
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I feel I should order a drink in celebration to welcome the summer |
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Whose first day is ending |
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Should you wake you'd catch me of course |
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And ask me the wisdom of drinking once more |
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I cast me mind back to yesterdays wedding |
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Where we got drunk and fell over |
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I did my best to be polite to a family I'd never met |
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But on numerous occasions, I guess, I could have tried harder |
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Of course by the end of the night |
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I was a best friend with everyone and every ones wife |
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But right now I couldn't remember their names |
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No matter how hard I try |
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As the sun glares through the hotel window |
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I wonder of our future and where it will lead to |
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I wonder if you'll be laying there |
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10 years 20 years 30 years down the line |
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I'll still be staring out at the street confused about love and life |
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It'll be interesting to see if anyone ever bought those songs of mine |
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If anyone heard those words that I never got quite right |
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I think I can be honest in presuming |
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The world is not exactly going to be leaping out its bed |
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To make me rich using my songs in adverts |
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Selling oranges or lemons |
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Who knows I may end up owning the whole street |
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Or more likely sleeping under tree in the park opposite |
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Would the runners keep me awake |
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Or would I keep them asleep |
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I'd hope I have the sense to move back home |
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As lovely as today is |
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I'd imagine the winter would be rather cold |
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I'd been told for years that the devil had the best tunes |
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And that the devil lived down here |
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Whereas us country folk weren't worth the salt from the road |
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Ex pat magazine editors who choose to loose their temper |
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On the easily persuaded northern town dwellers |
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And sure enough 99 percent of the people I meet |
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Have scant regard for entertaining me |
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It seems I'm too old too slow too quiet and just wrong |
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And I'm glad |
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In their c*****e fuelled electronic cabarets |
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I'll be the man at the bar drinking overpriced whiskey |
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From a bar maid who's to good to catch my eye |
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She only works here two nights a week |
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The rest of the time she's a singer in a rock and roll band |
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I bet she'd change her tune |
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If I told her my album had peaked at number 172 |
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And that I also had friends who worked in bars |
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And that didn't define who they are |
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Though it certainly helps their capacity to drink |
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But I've strayed off the subject |
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Now I'll be leaning over and waking you up |
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And you'll squint at me through the cracks between your eyelids |
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Woozy with cider |
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As if you're asking exactly where we are |
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And exactly what I wanted |
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And I'll be happy because |
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We won't be taking anything too seriously |