So I´m there,
Charging around with a juggernaut brow
Overdraft speeches and deadlines to make
Cramming commitments like cats in a sack
Telephone burn and a purposeful gait

When out of a doorway the tentacles stretch
Of a song that I know and the world moves in slow-mo
Straight to my head like the first cigarette of the day

And it´s you and it´s May
And we´re sleeping through the day
And I´m five years ago
And three thousand miles away

Do I have time? A man of my calibre?
Stood in the street like a sleepwalking teenager?
No. And I dealt with this years ago
I took a hammer to every memento

But image on image like beads on a rosary
Pull through my head as the music takes hold
And the sickener hits, I could work till I break
But I love the bones of you, that I will never escape

And it´s you, and it´s May
And we´re sleeping through the day
And I´m five years ago
And three thousand miles away

And I can´t move my arm
For the fear that you will wake
And I´m five years ago
And three thousand miles away

And I´m five years ago
And three thousand miles away
And I´m five years ago
And three thousand miles away

And it´s you and its May
And we´re sleeping through the day
And I´m five years ago
And three thousand miles away