Not only that, there's a verse at the end (at least on the album version) that goes:
Jerome took me home under steel skies
Knowing I'm prone to dramatise
But unknown for telling lies
And what I verbalise he can see behind my eyes
The why-oh-whys that identify killer lullabys, he surmised
No surprise couldn't hear that, closed my eyes
As he steered that old black BM home again
Not knowing how and not knowing when...
Not only that, there's a verse at the end (at least on the album version) that goes:
Jerome took me home under steel skies Knowing I'm prone to dramatise But unknown for telling lies And what I verbalise he can see behind my eyes The why-oh-whys that identify killer lullabys, he surmised No surprise couldn't hear that, closed my eyes As he steered that old black BM home again Not knowing how and not knowing when...