There's never been a time when a tenth
Of what could be blossomed on the wind
So I sit out front looking for movement
For lights out, for shadows behind your curtains
Now we're at years end, filling garbage bins
Drunk on champagne, making resolutions
To cut out cancers masquerading as friends
And forgive them for sins or enforce revenge
Now that you can you don't want to
Make plans or be expected to choose
Swear I understand, just saying: hand in hand
We could explore so much more unexplored land
We're on the beach, beautiful setting sun
Hope you want to be here when morning comes
Cos it could be our last chance at elysian
I'm ready to run at the start of the gun