Peachfield - Helicopters to Find You Lyrics

I headed West, thought the search would begin best
Where I thought you'd kept the lease
Thought about the children snatched by their father
And helicopters in our street
And helicopters in our street
And helicopters in our street
I did a lap of the old nooks and cracks, but I
Found my map too complete
The betting shop is long gone and the nail salon
The vacant block has been cleared
The world stood still as a train rattled by
I headed North, up and over the river
To that place we used to meet
I found the van but it was sold to an old man
I slept on the beach
I'm sure his tape deck was an old one of mine
I threw my job in on Monday but I didn't need
A reason quite as dumb as this
I wish I had helicopters to find you
Shine a holy light on me
Shine a holy light on me
Shine a holy light on me
The foreman wouldn't even look me in the eye