Last of the men in hats hops off the coil
and a final scene unfolds inside
deep in the rain of sparks behind his brow
is a part replayed from a perfect day
teaching her how to whistle like a boy
love's first blush
Chorus
is this making sense?
what am i trying to say?
early evening june
this room and a radio play
this i need to save
i choose my final thoughts today
switching off with you
All the clocks give in
and the traffic fades
and the insects like a neon choir
the instant fizz
connection made
and the curtains sigh
in time
with you
Chorus 2
you, the only sense the world has ever made
early evening june
this room and radio play
this i need to save
i choose my final scene today
switching off
Ran to ground for a while there
but i came off pretty well
Chorus 3
you, the only sense the world has ever made
this i need to save
a simple trinket locked away
i choose my final scene today
switching off with you