I remember nights out when we were young. They weren't very good, they were rubbish. Running round Highroyds isn't fun. Just teenagers testing their courage.
I can just imagine you and me. Running out of steam, going through the motions. And I have no idea how you know. When I dip my toes in other people's oceans.
Hard times send me round the bendy. All I'm spending, is all weekending,. You're on my street, but we don't meet,. I've got neighbours, total strangers.