We've gone post electric
I've written down the concept
It's casual to deny
Along sentimental lines

little bronze age electric
And born for the first time
Returning to the tried and tested methods
Keep it modern and alive

I took it as a warning sign
When the heavens clouded over
I've got to keep it in sight
It's the reason for me being in the morning light
To have a clear, clear vision
Despite all the things I'm told

Broken down and homesick
To hide the disappointment
Because a fortunate life, holds no surprise

When you're looking for distinction
And what it brings
Then it's an easy climb to find
worthwhile reason 

When you're looking for a warning sign
An inhibited persona
Into the lines of empty sky
They're richer than my feelings for the moning light
To have a clear, clear vision
Despite all the things I'm told