DonÔÇÖt let my feet get off the ground
Today IÔÇÖm glad to be standing here
But all the time I spent tunnelling down
To some place where IÔÇÖm not so clear
IÔÇÖve been holding out for this time
Standing straight in my own line
Was hoping youÔÇÖre making it too
All the hours we were learning to fly
WeÔÇÖre chasing night-lights round the room
I can never repay when I learnt from you
I know youÔÇÖre seeing it your own way too
Your head just went for another walk
But itÔÇÖs coming home and it hangs in the hall
Your head in your hand as youÔÇÖre suffering
But you I know what state youÔÇÖre in
Fall on my knees and my hair rolls around
But even on my knees I know I can stand
If itÔÇÖs coming home itÔÇÖs coming for you
I can see me standing with dunston and you
IÔÇÖve been holding out for my neighbour
Standing straight for my brother
Was hoping youÔÇÖre making it too
