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Mull Historical Society

The Final Arrears

I don’t know when to go out

I don’t know when to stay in

I don’t know how to belong

I don’t know where to begin

Reach out your hands

Where it lies is where it lands take home

The final arrears, it’s the final arrears

Join all the hands take a photograph

And smile before the final arrears

It’s the final arrears and I’ve used all my tears

I don’t know where they are now

I don’t know who I could call

Would they remember me now

My family

Reach out your hands

Where it lies is where it lands take home

The final arrears, it’s the final arrears

Join all the hands take a photograph

And smile before the final arrears

It’s the final arrears and I’ve used all my tears

I don’t know who I am now

I don’t remember the fall

All the gradual declines

Have taken their toll

Reach out your hands

Where it lies is where it lands take home

The final arrears, it’s the final arrears

Join all the hands take a photograph

And smile before the final arrears

It’s the final arrears and I’ve used all my tears

Hold onto the photographs

Hold onto your friends

Make hay with the memories

They’re part of the pain I’m feeling now

They’re part of the pain I’m feeling now

They’re part of the pain I’m feeling now

They’re part of the pain I’m feeling now

Feeling now