Upon the heath we sit. Trying to make some sense of it. These mushrooms help a bit. Help us think. How we ought to think. . There's nothing in our way.
[Chorus]. There will be tears. I've no doubt, there may be smiles but a few. And when the tears have run out, we'll be numb and blue. . I can't be there with you but I can dream.
I say we step outside. (Come on, come on). 'Cause we can brave the cold. (We brave the cold). . The night is on freeze frame. (It's on but double brandies).