Hand Me Downs

I didn't know what was the matter
I didn't know where to start
I'd lost my sense of energy
And I'd lost my sense of heart
In the midst of lost and loneliness
In a rose hue picture frame
Passion and objectivity
Were calling out my name
To aid the new confusion
I was having too much fun
In the gloomy pubs of Brixton
And the fleeting autumn sun
I was running far too quickly
That my legs could not keep up
I fell spread-eagle on my face
Dignity bit the dust
And the silence was frozen . . .
I woke up far too early
I was sleeping far too late
The alarm clock was redundant
And the mattress forgot my frame
A broken television
So to drown out all the trains
To drag me from self pity
United by fate
I'd learnt all of my lessons
From vagrant household names
I found some friends amongst the shelves
So here's to Dave and Jay
I'd learnt more from transit vans and Bragg
Than I'd ever learnt in class
A lifelong education, from Punk Rock 101
And the silence was broken . . .
Through ups and downs
Through lost and founds
Your voice will never let me down
Through ups and downs
Through lost and founds
Your voice will never let me down
Through ups and downs
Through lost and founds
Your voice will never let me down
Through ups and downs
Through lost and founds
Your voice will never let me down
Your voice will never let me down