Dont let my feet get off the ground
Today Im glad to be standing here
But all the time I spent tunnelling down
To some place where Im not so clear
Ive been holding out for this time
Standing straight in my own line
Was hoping youre making it too
All the hours we were learning to fly
Were chasing night-lights round the room
I can never repay when I learnt from you
I know youre seeing it your own way too
Your head just went for another walk
But its coming home and it hangs in the hall
Your head in your hand as youre suffering
But you I know what state youre in
Fall on my knees and my hair rolls around
But even on my knees I know I can stand
If its coming home its coming for you
I can see me standing with dunston and you
Ive been holding out for my neighbour
Standing straight for my brother
Was hoping youre making it too |