Madness
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Arlington house, address: no fixed abode
An old man in a three-piece suit sits in the road
He stares across the water, he sees right through the lock
But on and up like outstretched hands
His mumbled words, his fumbled words, mock

Further down, a photo booth, a million plastic bags
And an old woman filling out a million baggage tags
But when she gets thrown out, three bags at a time
She spies the old chap in the road to share her bags with
She has bags of time

Surrounded by his past, on a short white line
He sits while cars pass either side, takes his time
Trying to remember one better day
A while ago when people stopped to hear him say

Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes

Now she has walked enough through rainy town
She rests her bag against his and sits down
She's trying to remember one better day
A while ago when people stopped to hear her say

Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
The feeling of arriving when you've nothing left to lose

Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
The feeling of arriving when you've nothing left to lose


Mirror lyrics:

The feeling of arriving when you've nothing left to lose
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine

The feeling of arriving when you've nothing left to lose
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine

A while ago when people stopped to hear her say
She's trying to remember one better day
She rests her bag against his and sits down
Now she has walked enough through rainy town

Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine

A while ago when people stopped to hear him say
Trying to remember one better day
He sits while cars pass either side, takes his time
Surrounded by his past, on a short white line

She has bags of time
She spies the old chap in the road to share her bags with
But when she gets thrown out, three bags at a time
And an old woman filling out a million baggage tags
Further down, a photo booth, a million plastic bags

His mumbled words, his fumbled words, mock
But on and up like outstretched hands
He stares across the water, he sees right through the lock
An old man in a three-piece suit sits in the road
Arlington house, address: no fixed abode


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