Lyrics
Well I guess that I died with my friends at my side
Puzzled young faces just slipped away slowly
I thought of the times I was drunk on a railway
Lamented the time I was smashed in the square
So around I did wander for to find my way home
On feet made of nothing it's harder to run
I trooped up the coast line, I walk on the moors
Saw no big wide river, no glorious faraway shore
And every now and again
I go into town just to see my old friends
It's such an odd feeling, their eyes burn like embers
Their minds are these forests where thoughts fall as timber
Before I'm dragged away
Every now and again
Now I have no form, I could climb in her spine
Her blood is like wine to a ghost drunk on sadness
And time moves on slowly, in time I'll forgive her
'Cause when she holds hands with him I know she's thinking of me
Oh, every now and again
I like to imagine and I like to pretend
It's a glorious feeling 'cause I'll be remembered
For all my good deeds these 18 Decembers
Before I'm dragged away
Every now and again
Outside of the book there is no resurrection
The valley below threatened me with a home
Heaven above has no map or direction
Whenever you can cast a glance to the shadows for me
Yes, I'll try without end
To seek others like me whom I might befriend
It drives like a madness, there's no way to reach them
You catch just a glimpse but you never can touch them
Before you're dragged away
It's every now, every now
Every now and again