We've gone post electric I've written down the concept It's casual to deny Along sentimental lines
A little bronze age electric And born for the first time Returning to the tried and tested methods Keep it modern and alive
I took it as a warning sign When the heavens clouded over I've got to keep it in sight It's the reason for me being in the morning light To have a clear, clear vision Despite all the things I'm told
Broken down and homesick To hide the disappointment Because a fortunate life, holds no surprise
When you're looking for distinction And what it brings Then it's an easy climb to find A worthwhile reason
When you're looking for a warning sign An inhibited persona Into the lines of empty sky They're richer than my feelings for the moning light To have a clear, clear vision Despite all the things I'm told