So I'm there,
Charging around with a juganaut brow
Over draft speeches and deadlines to make
Cramming commitments like cats in a sack
Telephone burning, purposeful gait
When out of a doorway the tentacles stretch
Of a song that i know, and the world
Moves in slow - mo
Straight to my head like the first cigarette of the day
And its you, and its me, and we're sleeping through the day
And I'm five years ago and every thousand miles away...

You have turned
A man of my caliber stood in the street
Like a sleepwalking teenager i know
That I dealt with this years ago
I took a hammer to every momento
But image on image like beads on a rosary
Move through my head as the music takes hold
And the second it hits
I can work till i break
But i love the bones of you that i will never escape
And its you, and its me, and we're sleeping through the day
And I'm five years ago every thousand miles away...
And i can't move my arm, for the fear that you will wake
And I'm five years ago every thousand miles away...

And I'm five years ago every thousand miles away...
And I'm five years ago every thousand miles away...
And its you, and its me, and we're sleeping through the day
And I'm five years ago every thousand miles away.