Central Hotel

Your lips they taste of cherry cough syrup

And the smoke from the mountains that rises up in the evening

Vaguely familiar like a face you’ve forgotten

I feel your life, I know you’re slipping

Somewhere outside Manchester

Waiting on a train

You hold my hand, and we say nothing about it

Looking out at a Northern England’s industrial complex

You think the old steels works look wise and majestic

We talk about nothing

I didn’t see this coming

The stranger I saw across the street

Fading from Sight

A ghost in the sky

We book a room at the Central Hotel

We fill up the bath and lay on our stomachs

The World is gone

It’s just the water between us

I feel a love, but I know I’m gonna grieve it

There’s a bang on the door and your manager is raging

We race across town, we’re late to the stage

But we sing our little hearts out till the words reach their limits

I feel alive

Our hair is still wet

Our hair is still wet

I didn’t see this coming

The Saviour you saw across the street

A shadow in time

A ghost in the sky

A ghost in the sky

You’re a ghost in my sky