Folksong Crisis

Walk hand in hand on roadsides clear

Swift to understand, but not quite there

But it's like they always say too much too soon

Will get you in the end so what's new

Meet in stolen cars on woodland plains

A view to a few a big mistake

To trust in anything in anyone

We'll catch up in the end let's move on

Let's move on

Try to catch a glimpse too many screens

Caught in the thought we can't compete

But it's like they always say too much too soon

(I told you I told you if I could)

Will get you in the end so what's new

(I told you I’ll hold you if I could)

Lines to be drawn, I’ve got a system here complete to enjoy

The start of something hard to reach that much is clear

Too many questions asked before we could hear

I hope your wretched town...

Walk hand in hand on roadsides clear

Swift to gather form, but not quite there

But it's like they always say too much too soon

(I told you I told you if I could)

Will get you in the end so what's new

(I told you I’ll hold you if I could)

Lines to be drawn, I’ve got a system here complete to enjoy

The start of something hard to reach that much is clear

Too many questions asked before we could hear

I hope your wretched town...