Careless

Years ago, in the capital things were clicking, life was fresh but the clock was ticking Drink was had, in fact he had a few, perched on the towers admiring the new Cheap guitars and Old Street bound, dipping in and out of the underground He was making his own myths, charming the Gods, receiving the love and playing the odds Well all the music in the world, it means nothing anymore She remains in the shadows, broken, disappointed, he let her down The canals still shining at 3 in the morning, he's talking to himself and that's a warning The big dogs remain that he had to impress, but his grip on reality was getting less and less Played the Wild Colonial Boy, Christ he made them weep but his feelings for her, they were deep Met on the Piccadilly Line, but she met her fate by the Serpentine Well all the music in the world, it means nothing anymore She remains in the shadows, broken, disappointed, he let her down Well, all the music in the world, it means nothing anymore She remains in the shadows, broken, disappointed, he let her down Damned when he looks back, alone on the escalator, stumbling out at Finsbury Park Older but not really wiser He's got an armful of Pfizer And a meeting that just won't go well Older but not really wiser He's got an armful of Pfizer And a meeting that just won't go well Older but not really wiser He's got an armful of Pfizer And a meeting that just won't go well