D’ya feel like you can’t feel anything?
It sounds silly but I need to begin
Somewhere I seem to always be
In Tension town on Sunday street

And I find I lose my mind
Then it hides
It comes alive in the night
Dull days I dream of sleep
I need to get free

Let’s be honest or would that be absurd?
Speak of the devil, we need to have a word
Always skint, funds insufficient 
Money talks, it doesn’t listen 

And I find I lose my mind
Then it hides
It comes alive in the night
Dull days I dream of dreams
We’re gonna get free

From the same old same old scenes,
Contradictions, restrictions, routines
As for evening scrolling screens you can keep
‘Cause we’re gonna get free

We’re gonna get free

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Get Free

There was slow dancing in the kitchen
Waltzin’ we were while the boiling kettles whistlin’
Along to our tunes we make the spoons look stupid
Head on your shoulder sighing in the corners’
Cross armed Cupid

Could it be, just make believe?
All my friends say it’s just pretend
“You’re dreaming again”
Dreaming again

Hello moon, nice of you to join us
It’s been a long time since I’ve been over ya
Tell me what does he have that I don’t have?
Apart from you, I heard it’s true
Yes it’s true

Could it be, just make believe?
All my friends say it’s just pretend
“You’re dreaming again”
Dreaming again

So close but yet so far away
A ghost of the night, it haunts my days
Feels so real can nearly touch the feeling 
Clutching heart, mind is reeling
I close my eyes to start it again
Tell me where, I’ll meet you there 
But I’m 
Just dreaming again 

I’m dreaming again

Dreaming Again

Everyday I come home in my work clothes
Fed up with myself, dreams sit on the shelf
By the evening time I’ve spent my mind
It’s the price you pay, day in day out for a wage

On and on and on

Now the weekend is here
So your fears disappear
Why worry about tomorrow? 
Before tonight has been swallowed
It’s like worrying about rain on a sunny day

And now the boys they’re trying to find 
The answers in the bottom of a glass
And the girls are left with tears and question marks
And the low is slow and high is fast 
How long will this last?
How long will this go on?

I’m stuck in a rut but I ain’t no junkie
If you pay peanuts then you get monkeys
Is this how the hamster feels?
Stuck on its hamster wheel
I lost my place running in that rat race

How Long Will This Go On?

I had to unstick my lips as I’m pulling away
Brain in the slow lane, racing heart overtakes 
I got the green light to your house 
And I came inside 

Now the smartest move to make 
Is to play dumb and act fake
Like pretending to see through ya
Even though your opaque
I got the green light to your house
And I came inside 

Try to fall asleep, wrestle with the sheets to and fro
The old treat ‘em mean keep ‘em oh here we go
Seen you’ve seen the message, left it read
Keep me on my toes
On my tippy toes

While you’re playing hard to get
Can’t we see Eye to Eye?

Am I making it meaningless if I was to confess
That I’d rather be holding you,
Instead of these cards close to my chest 

I got the green light to your red house 
And I came inside

Try to fall asleep, wrestle with the sheets to and fro
The old treat ‘em mean keep ‘em oh here we go
Seen you’ve seen the message, left it read
Keep me on my toes, getting any warmer?
Cos you’re blowing hot and cold 
You must be so alone 
You know being your own league 
Well aware this ain’t fair call a referee
Now it’s getting late too late to participate 
So I’ll just wait

While you’re playing hard to get
Why can’t we be side by side?
Cos I’m staying in your head 
Why can’t we see Eye to Eye?

Eye to Eye

“We’re staying in” she declared,
Starring trackies and tied up hair
Featuring my dull stare,
Chin in hand, another night in again

Well she produced the remote controller,
Direct from her cold shoulder
Caused a scene on the sofa,
Said “I’m remote and you are the controller”

When did we get so old?
And why was I never told?

Now now now don’t start all that,
Copying what I say and answering back
Like my drink sticks to the mat,
A prat I will act just to get you to react

So I resume and stick to the script,
My lips can’t stop the pauses
Over the lines I stumble and trip,
Nothing more do I wish
For this to finish 

We watched a series 
Of texts come in from my friends,
Saying “where you been?”
I’ve been with her which i whole heartily prefer 
Just how could I have missed? 
Just what a gift your presence is
Don’t let me go and spoil it
I’m so excited,
For a night in with you 

What’s a boy to do when she’s trying to make a man/husband out of you?
Now she wants my surname 
Am I wrong to confess I’m not ready yet?
Yes I yet, 
We’ll cross that bridge when we get there

Well aren’t you so cosy?
Two hands holding your cup of tea
Just how did I miss,
What a gift your presence is 

When did we get so old?
And why was I never told?
Let the end credits roll

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