Foresight never gave a wonder child Perfect never made a happy life Murmers in the heat of a distant afternoon Where nothings going nowhere And the piano's out of tune I remember this, I remember that My daddy in a white shirt and a cricket bat I remember that Thin blood never helped a growing boy Anxious in the spell of a cruel world School days gone in a blinking of an eye The best days of our lives had only just begun I remember this, I remember that My brother running wild under a bowler hat I remember that And if our hands were joined again, would we all sing along To that old familiar love song our families always knew And if we held each other strong like children sometimes do Would the marks of pain be rubbed away from thin blood too? Foresight never gave a wonder child Perfect never made a happy life Murmers in the heat of a distant afternoon Where nothings going nowhere And the piano's out of tune I remember this, I remember that