We could drive there
Arrive there
Be alive there
But your truck's broke down
You're nowhere bound
Will never leave this town
But if it won't be you
It probably won't be me
We capered, burnt a
Candle to the taper
Tonight we'll swim
In the river
Kiss and shiver
Were we ever inspired
Just for a moment
Or is this our life?
Slackness in
The blackness
If that's the way we are
No tricks, no coins
No stars
We need to stray
And find a gateway
Lifelong
Feeling we're wrong
To still be
Hanging around
Our old hunting ground
We could go far
Thanking our stars
That the viaduct
Broke
Or we'd never have spoken
By now
Can't you see i'm
Trying to tell you
We've paid our dues
The Viaduct was produced by The Pastels.