Step back, Step back to notice
That our minds are so malnourished
And life’s so chronic that it’s become ironic
And all I ever ask is questions of…
How do we know each other?
And how can we go on living further?
So what’s this all really been about?
Things I understand, and others I’ve yet to work out
And I’ll continue writing some songs
That nobody will listen to, but I can still sing along
Along the streets where everyone is drunk
And what does it say, when culture tells you not to think as much?
So I think I’ll dissolve my head
Pickle it in acid and send my body to bed
And I’m sorry to be so acerbic
But I know life isn’t quite as idyllic as you’d like
And I know, I’m sorry, it’s the best I could do
And if it’s not good enough, then I’ll apologise for you
I knew, I knew that this was worth living
But now meanings gone, every-****ing-things gone missing
So hold your breath, and we will slip the surly bounds of
Earth
So hold your breath, and we will slip the surly bounds of
Earth
So let’s be average or let’s be special
Let’s douse ourselves and become strong like metal
I know you need convincing, but I can’t convince enough
So as you don’t love me the attention will go soon enough
But its cause of you, I think the world needs fulfilled
Cos there’s too many vacuous people that don’t thrill
And I had a wish that you were just fiction
Yeah I had a vision that this was all fiction
Where we could drunkenly walk into sheets
Fall into each other until we meet
Clamber into heads, but now face empty beds
We’ve later become parted; I guess it ends how it started
Step back, step back to notice
That the world was standing here before us
And how we sound much better, when the notes come together
Yeah we sounded so much better when the notes came together
And I know I’m sorry but it was the best I could do
And if it wasn’t good enough, then I guess I’m not for you
For you, I knew this was worth living
But now you’ve gone the moments gone missing
And you may say I’m bitter and refractive
But take it as a compliment, I found you so attractive
I won’t practice futile animosity
Cos-I-know-I-can’t account for Scottish porosity
So I’ll hold my breath
And I slip the surly bonds of earth
So I’ll hold my breath
And I slip the surly bonds of earth