The Beautiful South The Last Waltz / Loneliness song lyrics
The Beautiful South The Last Waltz / Loneliness song lyrics
Last Waltz/Loneliness
Don't feel bad if you wake up feeling suddenly old
More than realisation that you've let yourself be covered by mould
Age is not something you wrap up if you're feeling the cold
It's a laugh ten times harder at a joke eleven times told
Down to the churchyard, check out the vaults
Dig up the coffins, unscrew the bolts
No better reminder, no strong enough salts
To show this pitiful few that we've missed the last waltz
That we've missed the last waltz
Don't feel bad if you're feeling past you sell-by date
Like the roller coaster ride slowed down to a serious debate
Oh, the whether you tell them, you're ready or whether you wait
Does someone place a hand on your shoulder
And point the way to the gate
Down to the churchyard, check out the vaults
Dig up the coffins, unscrew the bolts
No better reminder, no strong enough salts
To show this pitiful few that we've missed the last waltz
That we've missed the last waltz
You don't count the birthdays 'til your out on your own
They come thicker and faster and too damn late to postpone
And wisdom's the last thing the scientists willing to clone
Science advances, maturity dances alone
Science advances, maturity dances alone
{male voice}
Solitude has only existed since overspill demanded a view
Finding a space has only been around since the invention of the bustling queue
Forcing everyone to be a loner if they didn't join the regular crew
And if you weren't in the in crowd you were cast away
So dont let them cast away you
{duo voice}
Tight-knit families are tight enough for stranglehold or turn of the screw
And the only reason we wanted out was the sort of crowd that 'ordinary' drew
{male voice}
Emptiness needs rowdiness, a reminder of why it's recluse
Rowdiness needs the gap emptiness leaves to wallow in glorious youth
{duo voice}
Tight-knit families are tight enough for stranglehold or turn of the screw
And the only reason we wanted out was the sort of crowd that 'ordinary' drew
So as long as Man Friday's gone by Saturday, you're sure to find the arguments stop
You dont need time no space no room, just a story of which they're no part
Why a gentle request to be left alone feels like a kick in their heart,
Why any hug lasting more than one second always seems your cue to depart
{Female Voice}
By all means be your own person, but they choose the time and the place.
Please feel free to do your own thing, but make sure its done at their pace.
Please feel free to do your own thing, but make sure its done at their pace.