Thirty-Three

Speak to me in a language I can hear
Humour me before I have to go
Deep in thought I forgive everyone
As the cluttered streets greet me once again

I know I can't be late
Supper's waiting on the table

Tomorrow's just an excuse away
So I pull my collar up and face the cold
On my own

The earth laughs beneath my heavy feet
At the blasphemy in my old jangly walk
Steeple guide me to my heart and home
The sun is out and up and down again

I know I'll make it
Love can last forever
Graceful swans of never
Topple to the earth

And you
Can make it last, forever you
Can make it last, forever you
Can make it last

And for a moment I lose myself
Wrapped up in the pleasures of the world

I've journeyed here and there and back again
But in the same old haunts I still find my friends
Mysteries not ready to reveal
Sympathies I'm ready to return

I'll make the effort
Love can last forever
Graceful swans of never
Topple to the earth

Tomorrow's just an excuse
Tomorrow's just an excuse

And you
Can make it last, forever you
Can make it last, forever you
Can make it last, forever you
Ever you