Holyhead

For sure we’ve been left behind
The streets are so quiet especially at night
And we all know that it's broken as we wait for the tide to arrive
We wouldn’t change it, no not for the world
Because memories are special things that teach us how to love
All our friends packed their lives into boxes and they set their sights on the sea

There’s a method to my madness, a reason for my passion
A piece that fits the puzzle that is my life
For sure when the summer ends
You know I should be leaving but there’s one thing that I don’t get
Your voice is a magnet pulling my back down to the floor

There’s a method to my madness, a reason for my passion
A piece that fits the puzzle that is my life
There it goes again she said
Nothing in life is certain but death
And sometimes we still cling to the hope
That we might not have to die alone