I’ve shouted twice today already,
And my throat’s raw, and red.
But only now do your legions of perfection
March my way
My infection from the scratching
At the itch that wasn’t there
Has left me doubting on my blond hair
And on your blue eyes.
It’s an act of such bravery,
Or so I’ve been told
To just give up the house you built
For one you built just down the road.
So lights out, mayfly,
Because I’m going home.Jim Clements - Vocals, Electric Guitar