Guillemots Trains To Brazil Lyrics

Trains To Brazil Lyrics

It's 1 o'clock on a Friday morning

I'm trying to keep my back from the wall

The prophets and their pawns have had another success

And I'm wondering why we bother at all



And I think of you on cold winter mornings, darling

They remind me of when we were in school

Nothing really mattered when you called out my name

In fact nothing really mattered at all



And I think about how long it will take them

To blow us away but I won't get me down

I'm just thankful to be facing the day

'Cause days don't get you far when you're gone



It's 5 o'clock on a Friday morning

One hundred telephones shake and ring

One of those was someone who knew you



And I'll still think of you on cold winter mornings, darling

They'll still remind me of when we were in school

When they could never have persuaded me

That lives like yours were in the hands of these erroneous fools



And to those of you who mourn your lives through one day to the next

Well, let them take you next

Can't you live and be thankful you're here?

See, it could be you tomorrow, next year