Just sitting here watching TV
The neon flicker of a bad history;
I call you up - "Will you come see me?
I think we both need some better company."
We try to mediate ourselves
With a fiction that someone else can tell
Watching Blue Remembered Hills
It's been a while but you like it still
Our one connection is our taste in TV
So I guess it's just wild symmetry
We try to mediate ourselves
With a fiction that someone else can tell
Burned out
The channel turns out
You're a burn out
And I'm one too
