Walking on air. Shoulder and head above you. Down in the street. Black canyons walking through. . Hooded sad eyes. Fixed on your shuffle shoes. Life is a clue in your crossword.
(Words and music by David Palmer). . Grey the mist --- cold the dawn;. cruel the sea and stern the shore.. Brave the man who sets his course. For Albion..
Pick up my wings and fly. Into a constable sky.. Look down on the world and try. To make you out on the distant ground.. Lonely toy in a lost toy-town..