Story Behind The Song

London and the media industry.

Song Description

Frustration with big city living, dashed hopes, concrete caverns, the vapours of ambition, dreams which can remain only so...

Lyrics

The colour and the light
is rising in the sky

Step back from the precipice
Got to check my pulse again
I run my hand along this wall
running in a race that can't be won

The buses and the Underground
are filling me with phobias
Pull down the shutters and I bolt the door
because I realise I'm not over you

I throw it all away

The barks of the city and the screech of the dead
are really messing with my head
Watch the wheels of this tarmac river
and I know that I really need to give it another shot and another shot
but what if this is all I've got?

It's cutting me up and it's getting me down
I've got to get out of this town

I throw it all away

I rise to face another day
Wipe the tears and dust away
I numb this pain with sedatives
tell me what you've got to give
Bernie you're just killing me
pinning me down to the ground
nailed to the wrist with a concrete bullet
dying just to make a sound

I throw it all away

The vapour and the glow you know
sun comes down like flakes of snow
lost in sea and lost in air
words no use when you don't care