Lyrics: Tom Basden
Music: Tom Basden
Flying over my home town
Aircraft rises and I'm looking down
See the places of my past
Schools, churches and pubs and bars
See the city I have known
All these people but so alone
And I can feel my whole life
Start to slip away
It feels like a cold knife
Peeling me away
Leave the city for fields and farms
Slow regression back to nature's arms
Time passing through my hands
Moments falling but never land
Piling up what I have done
Empty gestures and songs unsung
And I can feel my whole life
Start to slip away
It feels like a cold knife
Peeling me away