Mr. Goodchild Letra

Coy fish and roses will fall but none of us could ever forget it all,
Caught in a gold frame...

Sit under the archway, fake cough for a sick day,
Amethyst on display with Devon Cliff clay,
Reflecting the dusty rays...

Pickles and fresh vegetables, None of us could ever forget it all,
Rush down the blue slide...

We can close our eyes and be there in an instant,
We can stop our hearts but the blood flows so constant,
I constantly think of you...and the things I should've said to you,

The strongest of handshakes quashes past mistakes,
The whitest of hair shines as you top me up with fine cheap wine,

Snooker balls rolling in tunnels, None of us could ever forget it all,
Whistling songs for the birds...

We can close our eyes and be there in an instant,
We can stop our hearts but the blood flows so constant,
I constantly think of you...and the things I should've said to you,
Mr Goodchild...