let’s get out of here

another day, another night

no cloud is lifting

we could be apart, or together

we could be awake or sleeping

we're like ghosts, we don't talk

and i even wonder if we still know how

i used to know my way here

see clear among the crowd

oh, but now I’m fighting all the traffic

and this noise'll drown you out

and i see all this shabby stuff

no way’s it good enough for you

let’s get out of here

let’s get out of here

i wanna be free of all this delirium and ennui

let’s get out of here

another hour, another week

no cloud is rising

we could be inebriated

we could be infected by a fever,

a poison, a drug,

or we could be the victims of a sorcerer's curse

the skies are growing darker

there's sulphur in the air

oh, and i'm losing my religion

and you mumble out a prayer

and i’m sure that i recall a time

when shadows were not all that i knew

let’s get out of here…

the more you swim in a sea of old angers

the more you ride a tide of bad news

well then you’re gonna feel it – a deep, dark drag

and it’s pulling us down

well i refuse to drown

let’s get out of here right now

let’s get out of here – i know how

we two can be free of all this delirium and ennui

let’s get out of here, you and i

let’s get out of here – let’s fly

away to be free of all this delirium and ennui

let’s get out of here

written by tom yates 16 may 2005

tom yates - vocals, guitars, bass, piano, hammond organ, cellos, drums, tambourine