Sunlight through the leaves
Afternoons, willow trees
Endless moments and evenings
Before the internet
Kids were hiding cigarettes
Sitting in the field reading
I guess it's half nostalgia
But who's judging us today
When the images are here to stay
We used to talk about a revolution
Sharing images and illusions I
On the roof with a pipe and writing
Grassy wooden house
Poetry, no applause
Right until we two were banished
My favourite novel was
Flight to afar just because
I had this dream that I would vanish
I guess it's half nostalgia
But who's judging us today
And it all has been so long ago
We used to talk about a revolution
Sharing images and illusions i
On the roof with a pipe and writing
Invisible to the world we're fighting
I guess life got in the way
Lead us both astray
Or it's just the way the story goes
We used to talk about a revolution
Sharing images and illusions I
On the roof with a pipe and writing
Irrelevant to the world we're fighting
Yes we talked of a revolution
Whatever happened to you I am wondering
Some might say it'll get easier
It'll be easier