Lands End - Patrick Wolf

The work is done and the record pressed 
Now you're doing battle 
With the fickle press 
You've got to strike the hammers 
And pull the bow 
And another fool 
Is just another show 
It's all the same 
And you've seen it before 

And don't it seem like too long a time 
Since you were sweating in the streetlight? 
Too many dreams, not enough schemes 
And a bike with no gears to ride 
With the wheels going too slow 

So, you tell 'em: 
"I'm leaving London for Lands End 
With a green tent and a violin 
I'm going to strike the hammers 
And pull the bow 
Just another day to forget this show 
And come back to me" 
Come back to me 
Darling come back to me 
Come back.... 

Now don't it seem like to long a time 
Since you were sweating in the spotlight? 
Too many jeers, not enough cheers 
But when you sing you've got nothing to hide 
Singing: "where does the time go? 
And where did the time go?" 

Oh Darling when will you ever learn? 
The grass is always greener, 
Its everywhere you turn 
You'll see it: 
Everything you're sure of is up for change 
We're all stuck on this spinning stage 
Spinning around and round 
And round and round and round