This is everything I’ve ever wanted from a song: Blur-esque vocals mixed with ‘80s style synth, whilst the lyrics gradually fall down into existential despair.
everyone is smiling and getting along, all the time. you dont feel like you belong. they all walk hand in hand. youre scared of what happens if you join them
you get woken up by this dustman every wednesday. youve never seen this dustman in person. nobody has heard of the dustman before except you.
it’s always the same people. they all seem to wear the same clothes. its always the end of the century. time doesn’t seem to move past the end of the century.
youve been in the message center for ages. you dont think you can ever leave. youre in so much trouble.
you stare off into space. you can see every planet clearly. youve been here all night. the sun doesnt seem to rise anymore.
on the white cliffs of dover you can hear someone beckoning you to jump. youre thinking it over and over.
you watch people fall apart every day. they sob and cry. london has this effect on people. you know this town loves it.
youve never been to america. then where do these postcards that you send your friends from there come from?
