To Get Home

There’s a factory

By the cold North Sea

& I stop and stare

Cause there’s no one there

I used to drive this way

At this time of day

It would take a while

We would queue for miles

We were looking to get home

Just to get looking home

And the chimneys rose

Through the car windows

We’d count them all

Now we watch them fall

And it always seemed

Even when I dreamed

That the lights would shine

Out For a million miles, as we were

Just looking to get home, we were

Looking home to get home

If I go back now

I wonder how

All we thought would last

Could change so fast

And these tired old feet

Slip along the streets

Where they used to play

And then lose their way

Looking to get home, we were

Looking home to get home