In The Air

We went walking in the morning, from our chalet in the town

We were following the shoreline, it led all the way back round

We were sizing up the market, we were carrying our clothes

We were looking for a gift or two could get Stephen one of those?'

Where the sailors used to gamble, we were working through our grief Where the sailors used to gamble, we were lying through our teeth We were acting kind of graceless, thinking of it now

We stayed in the water for longer than allowed

You want to know something of our miracle stay

The cabin crew were thinking about their own holidays I guess everyone goes away

Ill-will and resentment, you surely harbour some

For how we spent the weekend: asleep in harbour sun

 

Pour one for the families, and for the ferrymen on strike Pour one to the wind then, babe, (for) we do what we like

You want to know something of our vulgar display

Well, here's the cat who came by every evening she was a stray You want to know something of our tender affair

The bored, the tired, the grieving they're all up in the air

I guess everyone meets you there