Back to the old maudlin stuff. Lyrics need work but it'll do for now.

Cheers for the comments on my last one. I haven't put my FAWM listening hat on yet, but I'm hoping I'll get a bit of time tomorrow. (It's never the time.)

#chamberpop #folk

last night i fell off the world and hey, there wasn't much to see just an old digital clock and all the paths i'd never taken stretching out away from me

there's an endless thread of joy to be spun but it's never the time there's a book to write, a song to be sung but it's never the time no it's never the time

outside the world is in full spring bloom but we've got bills to pay we sigh and glare at the sun and fill our houses with umbrellas saving for a rainy day

there's a pipe needs fixing under the sink but it's never the time your old friend says let's go for a drink but it's never the time no it's never the time

here's mister bony-face, his hourglass in hand one day he'll beckon us to come and we will come trailing little sparks across the sea of all the things we've left undone

you put your box of dreams beside mine but we never had time we could have filled our cups with strawberry wine but we never had time no we never had time it was never the time