I went to New York and paid lots of money 
To stay in the silence and not play for anyone 
I picked up a bar tab and drank myself stupid 
I flirted with strangers just to feel attractive. 
I stood on a rooftop and looked to the skyline 
The cloud started rolling in as I start to say 
'Goodbye' to my grandfather who's at home dying 
The rain started in and I was left crying' 

Cos I've got to maintain the madness 
Just so the stillness makes sense to me 
I've got to keep the momentum rolling along 
So that no-one can stop me 
No-one can drag me 
Home. 

I went to San Francisco with my best friend 
To sing in a bar full of [bad word] men who wanted me 
But they did not know me though they thought I sang pretty 
I made love to the microphone so they would not feel 
So empty inside on this wintery night 
In this city of madmen and loners and stoners 
And lovers forgotten in favour of rotten misfortunes with money 
But I still went home alone 

Cos I've got to maintain the madness 
Just so the stillness makes sense to me 
I've got to keep the momentum rolling along 
So that no-one can stop me 
No-one can drag me 
Home. 

But now I'm here in Boston 
In love with Downtown Crossing 

In this very room where some of my favourite songs have been written 
I'm writing this one 
To sing and remember 
These days in December 
Where I have surrendered 
I'm not pretending 
To stay still

So next week I'll go to Iceland 
Then onto London. 
And into the arms of my favourite stranger 
And then onwards 
Cos I cannot I will not I cannot I will not I will not I cannot 
I will never stop

Cos I've got to maintain the madness 
Just so the stillness makes sense to me 
I've got to keep the momentum rolling along 
So that no-one can stop me 
No-one can drag me 
Home.