fallen leaves on the overground

riding the blue train's empty line all around

on the evening run i say you're the only one

all through the golden glow sinking bright of the sun

see a simple spark

bleed a burning flame

and it feels so now

everthing's so near

oh come on over

the future's here



so brighten up

there is more to become

fasten down every day

'cos nothing's tied, nothing stays

and I need a driving life

cos the static weight draws too much useless dust

it gathers up, it blocks the way

watch the landing light

on a passing plane

and it feels so now

everything's so near

oh come on over

the future's here