Lyrics
End of Pagethe time of our lives
Childhood days have gone, the long days of the
Summer
Washing my hair as we both lay there in the quiet
Hot hands in the sand, a dash over the pebbles
Running away, we were running away till tomorrow
Kick a stone down the lane
With shoes that once were so shiny
A toe in the stream, catching the breeze as we lie there
Clouds pop out of the blue
In a silent day that we can believe in
Floating away we are floating away till tomorrow
Oh how we were dreaming lost in ourselves and the warm
Running away we are running way till tomorrow
Can you still close your eyes and see the red lights flicker
Hands behind our heads as we lay on the grass together
The smell of the heat in the afternoon
The sudden still of the day
Drifting away we are drifting away till tomorrow
Oh how we were dreaming lost in ourselves and the warm
Running away we are running way till tomorrow
The dark waited so long until it couldn't stay away any longer
Sink into grey, the day fades away with no sorrow
But there was no hurry, we knew that we'd have one more day
Wishing away, wishing away our tomorrows
Oh how we were dreaming lost in ourselves and the warm
Running away we are running way till tomorrow.
Notes
I wanted to capture the feeling of those lost days when I was growing up.
The illusion that the Summer holidays would go on forever and that the Sun
always shined!
The references in it are culled from half remembered images of my
childhood (aged 5-8 yrs.) and the later images of myself and my long time
friend, Simon B. (who plays the drums on this) passing those long hot
teenage days in the wonder of self discovery and experimentation.
A special note here for Angela G. who added the wonderful recorder
sections.
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