Pencil Drawn

This fading sky looks like
The back of my mind
Where everything is drawn with pencil
I see windmills and pylons
Streetlights not yet switched on
All this metal can be drawn with pencil

When I stay all alone
There’s not much that can go wrong
But if I say how much comfort that brings me
It might never be the same

I start drifting into another daydream
And the lights start coming back on
And I can’t help thinking it’s a shame

Cause I love those moments in between
Remembering things completely or
Feeling any way fully
Leaving the country for the city
Me with you and me with me

So as the lights start coming back on
I can’t help thinking it’s a shame

Would I still love those moments in between
If they didn’t always end so quickly?
My favourite memories too
They’re all moments that I knew
Would be over soon

But I’ll put that to
The back of my mind
The back of my mind again
The back of my mind
The back of my mind again