The night was inky blue
You were there
Did you feel it pull
To the interior?
From the side of the road
Between the Superstore and Sooke
The future hung heavy as
The blackberry bush
How long will it go? How long will it go?
To the ones who believed
And me saying it was quaint
Searching through the leaves
For fruit I couldn't taste
And every night I walk these streets
They're tearing at my rags
Reaching up inside of me
Where the juice hasn't stained
How long will it go? How long will it go?
I met you in your apartment
Summer haze
I wish that I could go back
Halcyon days
Go back, go back, go back, go back, go back, go back, go back, go back...
Tell me you'll be there
Tell me you'll be there
Tell me you'll be there...
You got it wrong, too