The Festival – The Ariston
I decided to leave the night before
Oh and my cousin paid for the ride down
But now I’m driving at 90
To get back to Warrington
In the front of your French-made car
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I decided to leave the night before
Oh and my cousin paid for the ride down
But now I’m driving at 90
To get back to Warrington
In the front of your French-made car
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Wake up day by day
To the sight of your lovely face
And it winds in to the perfect day
For both
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Yesterday
All I wanted was an easy lay
Bent spines
Under a cheap duvet
Just a momentary place to stay
That's fine

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I’m sat on a curb, I try to call you
It’s 4 am and you decline me
Nowhere to stay
Feels like I’m slowly fading away
It’s 4am and you decline my call
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This universe
I'm drifting now
I'm losing sight
I'm getting further away now
A telescope
Might give me hope
That something's there
To come and rescue me