I'll admit that I wonder what you were like as a child
The way that you smiled under the eucalyptus trees

And when you sit across from me in cafés
And tell gypsy tales
The flick of horse tails
Oh how you miss the sun

Singing we're always going
Always going
Always going home

There you are admiring the donners
Carved on the bone
Just how we'll never know
I take your picture on the stairs

Promise me before we push through the needles
I won't send for all the infinitely small
We'll have done what we set out to do

Singing we're always going
Always going
Always going

All the little wrongs will right themselves in time
Like vials of vinegar transforming into wine
All the little wrongs will right themselves in time
Like vials of vinegar transforming into wine