Tekst piosenki
Id stop and talk but its cold in here
And youre out of social graces and of cheer
You need the space and time to muse
And I know you think thats just a poor excuse
And Id rather share your company
When the peccadillos ripe
And its worth its weight in lead my friend
When the mood has caught you right
And caught you well
Its not a vacancy Im proud of
And I shouldnt sing so soon
Its your own two feet you need right now
Not me and this old tune
So this ones for the aether
And this ones for the past
To mull and chew in times gone by
I hope it never lasts, never lasts
We matched in drive and we matched indeed
Glued together with ambition to succeed
But life shook worlds and we slipped by
Like two acorns from the same branch
That descended from the sky
And Id rather share your company
When the peccadillos ripe
And its worth its weight in lead my friend
When the mood has caught you right
And caught you well
Its not a vacancy Im proud of
And I shouldnt sing so soon
Its your own two feet you need right now
Not me and this old tune
So this ones for the aether
And this ones for the past
To mull and chew in times gone by
I hope it never lasts, never lasts
