Haroid T. Wilkins, Or How To Wait For A Very Long Time

[Verse 1]
You've been packing your bags for the tenth time
You've been up on the roof again
So you've biding your time
But it's all right
They're coming any week now
Left behind by the mothership
They're our only real friends
But inside, inside you'll always feel the same
Even when you wake up
Even if you wake up

[Chorus]
In a town where everyone will kick and scream
And come to the same conclusion every time
Time to realise you were never on the team
There was always a question hanging over you

In a hot air balloon with a rusty nail
Looking over your shoulder and setting sail

[Verse 2]
Your dreams will become part of the future and coincide with the past
You spend all your time by the radio
Waiting for the signal
But inside, inside you'll always feel the same
Even when you wake up
Even if you wake up

[Chorus]
In a town where everyone will kick and scream
And come to the same conclusion every time
Time to realise you were never on the team
There was always a question hanging over you

In a hot air balloon with a rusty nail
Looking over your shoulder and setting sail

[Outro]
They drive the same road drifting over to your side
They drive the same road turn the lights on again
They sail the same strait turn the lights on again