Edmonton to Purgatory

We play young

Under the telephone wires

The humming, the bottles

Our old desire

With all the the night

Takes with me when it goes

Battered defences

Star-lit clothes

Wasted on the smaller bits of love

Or the parts we thought we'd won

Wake to find the super up and gone

Going to miss the ease we're falling from

You say, We Say "Never Gonna Run"

You say, We Say "Never Gonna Run"

Wasted on the smaller bits of love

Wasted on the smaller bits of love