So chalk up the minutes Comparing the tickets We won in these coastal arcades You're like some distant murmur That carries me further Away from the rousing parades When the sun is sinking Into the floor the threads unwind The questions are swimming out my mind So slow Well I've seen people sitting With their teeth all gritted And waiting the whole evening long Slump with a sigh After most passing by 'Cause they just want to talk to someone There's a warm wind coming Marching along with a big brass band I'm waving an outstretched aching hand So slow Well some spend their time Piling bricks up and climbing Like we get out of here alive We search for a meaning Before disappearing And hope that our memories survive I don't know what's coming To sweep up the rug from where I'm stood And probably wouldn't if I could Oh no I've been dripping with sweat Throwing long silhouettes And not really going far at all Like feigning a jog With a wild pack of dogs That are slavering after a ball Well I don't mind losing Only need one to hold onto 'Cause chasing a number just won't do Oh no Well I don't mind losing Only need one to hold onto 'Cause chasing a number just won't do Oh no