Having A Good Time

restless in the pale moonlight, the scratching of the stars

like the growing pains of tv heroes that fade away like scars; so slow

to a pindrop speck of cobalt blue

from a rainbow, just like from a rainbow

headstones as far as the eye can see

let the heartache begin

the spiral take you down again

there's space to grow, there's room to breathe

it only hurts you while you fall

and then it doesn't hurt at all

it only hurts you as you drop

and then it stops

but it's cold here, as cold as sitting in the dark sea of tranquillity

so high and dry, dreaming of my

having a good time

laughter in the street below

the sweep of passing cars

late night carousers spilling out on to the streets

from late night drinking bars, oh yes

and they all say will you marry me?

'cause i need a rainbow, yes i need a rainbow

headstones as far as the eye can see