My Own Old Song - Witness (UK)
I was having one of those days with the morning demanding my number and name I was sober I was thinking I was losing my way and I couldn't pass it off as just one of those days so I paused for a moment I paused for old times there were troubled littered memories and most of them mine so I took a swig of something strong and I offered a toast to the times that are my ghost don't you get wise with me I know what I know because I've seen it with my own eyes could you offer any clues any relevant news I could cut up and use them for my own old song spin me a bottle or pass me a glass I want to make this dusty old vision last so I clean it up I put it first and I command it to work and I think of it as a companion and I don't want for nothing from the rest of my life except a warm hole to crawl in and a pleasurable wife and a loyal old dog that comes to heel when I call always comes when I call don't you get wise with me I know what I know because I've seen it with my own eyes could you offer any clues any relevant news I could cut up and use for my own old song that's taken too long working on melodies that don't please incompleatable going nowhere of any interest I'm thinking too much about a girl in a world so full of good advice about trying everything twice about opening up moving on I'm singing my own old song that's taken too long working on melodies that don't please
Artist: Witness (UK)
Title: My Own Old Song