Woodpigeon Follow

Once I turned back around to the old days
And I saw what I found of my old ways
Couldn’t stop thinking about all the old flames
That had burned and gone out down the wrong way

Such a long time
The streets all decide if you’re gone or you’re mine
So tell me about where you’ve been, where you’re going, where you’ll be, how will I know it
How on earth do we ever help ourselves?

And you told me about not belonging
And you left little doubt what you wanted
Didn’t think I could help deep in wandered
All my friends broken down and forgotten

Such a long time
The streets all decide if you’re gone or you’re mine
So tell me about where you’ve been, where you’re going, where you’ll be, how will I know it
How on earth do we ever help ourselves?

Call it off tell me why you lied
From the start should have known I’m right
Missed your stop but I don’t mind
Moving on away