Thought i was light years ahead of them
But i was blind they were only miles
Light years ahead of them, he must be right

I was only pretending to be just another wannabe
A love supreme in flip flops
There might be peacocks in disguise
You’d better practice your passing shots
Beware of bishops dealing with their ups and downs

You were born in Christchurch baby
Listen to the bells
They’re ringing again in your ears
They resound in the evening
They resound when you’re young
They’re sound in the morning
They resound when you’re getting old/get things done

Worship me, despise me
Is this my destiny?
Or just the way I fucked up my life?
Have you ever imagined we’d split up this way?

So bitterly.
Of course I have
My nightmare’s come true.

Worship me, despise me
Is this my destiny?
Or just the way I fucked up my life?
Have you ever imagined we’d split up this way?

So bitterly.
Of course I have
My nightmare’s come true.

Dead souls coming in from a long lost future.
Dead souls wandering through the ages back and forth.