Time lost, time wasted
Time to dream
Time I could have tasted
Bare feet up on the dashboard
Clear blue sky overhead
All sunglasses and turned up stereos
Stop, go, stop, step out
Shorts
Mobile phone
Insurance details
For the side-stream
Supplementary shunt
Shadows under the parapet
Loud roar of traffic
Muffled whirl of helicopter blades
Lorries pulled onto the hard shoulder
Go, stop, go
Are we really going
No, no not yet
No - I really don't think so
Drive by the same old faces
Find a place, take a chance
Finger dance
To Rod Stewarts Downtown Train
Fishermans' hat
They left the cat at home
Someone has to draw the dole
To pay for this short break they've stole
At the early onset of the summer
Tears
Tears that talk
Of broken
& somehow apart
