Foresight never gave a wonder child

Perfect never made a happy life

Murmers in the heat of a distant afternoon

Where nothings going nowhere

And the piano's out of tune

I remember this, I remember that

My daddy in a white shirt and a cricket bat

I remember that



Thin blood never helped a growing boy

Anxious in the spell of a cruel world

School days gone in a blinking of an eye

The best days of our lives had only just begun

I remember this, I remember that

My brother running wild under a bowler hat

I remember that



And if our hands were joined again, would we all sing along

To that old familiar love song our families always knew

And if we held each other strong like children sometimes do

Would the marks of pain be rubbed away from thin blood too?



Foresight never gave a wonder child

Perfect never made a happy life

Murmers in the heat of a distant afternoon

Where nothings going nowhere

And the piano's out of tune

I remember this, I remember that