Chartered Trips Mould Lyrics

Chartered Trips Mould lyrics

I picked up my belongings in a nylon carry-all,

I hear the porter call.

Said Òthe skyÕs the limit on this chartered trip awayÓ, guess IÕd better
stay.

Out there on the desert, I see trees on every wall, nothingÕs ever solved.

Said Òthe skyÕs the limit on this chartered trip awayÓ, guess IÕd better
stay away.

I thought I owed myself a trip away,

I wanted to go to places I have never been away,

I looked at the pictures, imagine where they lay away, on a beach, by the sand,
where their clothes all lay away.

Horizon is oblivious, chartered trip away.

Said ÒthereÕs no returning from this chartered trip away