I've come over all Paul the Apostle
This old life's impossible
Can't quite stand the sight
Of Edinburgh castle
Can't quite finish a beer

Highs much like the lows
Looking up Caravaggio
And mythological
Hymalayan hollows

Try hard, you can go
Go
Go

If it's Damascus I'm en route to
I might as well bring you
See, we live on a crag
Scope the land out the back

I keep a kilner jar
With a hyacinth growing in it
I use it like a vase

Beside an old suitcase from 1910
Plans to re-tailor its insides
Have moved to London
What blooms in June?
New Rhododendrons
Rhododendrons

Now take it as a signal
See it as a symbol
I'm keeping these things alive

It's all too much for me to handle
Need help with my angles

I hope you brought
Your Theodolite

Keep my effects in a silo
A little model
I've had since I was little
Used to hold of kinds
Of beautiful animals
And I still think of them
When I'm reminded of them
How I used to hold onto them
Sun and snow

Remember holding them close
Close
How I held them so close
If you lose track
Of what you've loved in the past
There's no going back
Lost amongst the bric-a-brac

If you lose track
Of what you've loved in the past
There's no going back