Another pleasant day in the countryside

Has ended up tears on a stormy night

Cos you can’t follow my directions home

Don’t stop now

God knows where the satellites taking us

Can’t tell what is right in front of us

But I hang on every word

Don’t stop now

No don’t stop now

Give me something I can write about

Get fooled by the lightning every time

See the afterimage of my outline

And you turn the wrong way round

Don’t stop now

No don’t stop now

Give me something I can write about

Give me something I can cry about

In a church house ten miles out of town

Is the devil gonna track me down

And you travel through a tunnel in the trees

Just remember that’s how you get to me

There’s no number on the house

The birds are heading south

Sometimes you have to turn the wrong way round

Sometimes you get too close to nowhere now

Restless and hopeful

In the silence I wait

With a blank piece of paper on the top of my head

All I want is something I can write about

All I want is something I can cry about