There’s a lot
To be telling ya
‘Tis a long ol
Road to recover
Many stories I
Now hardly remember
But this fire started out
Someplace much colder

Back in the beginning
Something that you said
Burned a hole in me

Looking back I see that
Dissonance is always
At the heart of me

Now I’m lovesick
For the thaw
Back In Manchester
Our ghosts are a’walking out

If I’m sickness
Then you’re the cure
While here the frost is
Killing the reverie