He Awoke On a Beach In Aberystwyth

The past is frozen, these lines are open
If you're coming then you're coming
Jam a couch against the wall and I'm sure (I'm sure)
If there's room in yr hearts, there's room on the floor
Floors shared and sleeping bags squared
It was always going to be like this
Are you packing for London?
Are you planning on leaving?
Won't you throw a last party on the boardwalk
Out of season, please!
(So whose lips are fit to still kiss?
It was always going to be like this)
It was always like this
I think we wanted it like this
The bottles we trusted, we barely diluted
The past is frozen, these lines are open
Stay out on the seafront, stake out the ocean
Shelter in the bandstand abandoned to the seagulls and the spray
(Spray lands an inch from our hands
It was always going to be like this)
I've been sleeping over boarders
I am an ungrateful tourist
I am the record we wrote
And the record is wearing me out
(So whose lips are fit to still kiss?
It was always going to be like this)
It was always like this
I think we wanted it like this
The bottles we trusted, we barely diluted
It will come back to you
It will come back to you in lazy fragments
And tripping laces and moment's notice
It comes back to you like hanging chords on a heartbeat
The past is frozen, these lines are open