WAITING FOR THE 7.18

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Waiting for the seven eighteen

January is endless

Weary-eyed and forlorn

The Northern Line is the loudest

 

Sitting in silence in bars after work

I've got nothing to add or contest

Can I still kick a ball a hundred yards?

Now we cling to bottles

And memories of the past

 

(Give me moments)

Just give me moments

(Give me moments)

Not hours or days

(Give me moments)

Just give me moments

(Give me moments)

 

Grinding your teeth

In the middle of the night

Let the sadness off those molars

Spend all your spare time

Trying to escape

With crosswords and Sudoku

 

If I could do it again

I'd make more mistakes

I'd not be so scared of falling

If I could do it again

I'd climb more trees

I'd pick and I'd eat more wild

Blackberries

 

(Give me moments)

Just give me moments

(Give me moments)

Not hours or days

(Give me moments)

Just give me moments

(Give me moments)

 

Let's drive to Brighton on the weekend

 

Let's drive to Brighton on the weekend