Take me back to the waters edge,
The shores of a country's end,
Sail away.

A story, valid in '98,
Utterly out of date,
But in style.

Then I look at your face, a disgrace,
My friend you've seen better days,
Than the ones we share now,
Whatever happened to the songs we sang so proud?

Oh why can't you see?
You're like the man in the moon to me,
Born as one of a few,
You became the one in a million,
Like a star that's shooting through,
Now I look at your face in the blue.

Shake me out in the morning sun,
The fields where we came undone,
For a day.

A memory, only to be forgot,
By lovers and fools we've fought,
Along the mile.

Then I look at a face, a disgrace,
My friend, we've got a bitter taste,
From the guns you shoot now,
Whatever happened to the songs we sang so proud?

Oh why can't you see?
You're like the man in the moon to me,
Born as one of a few,
You became the one in a million,
Like a star that's shooting through,
Now I look at your face in the blue.

Look at them hide,
Look at them run,
Poking their fucking up face in the sun.
We'll set a date, just you and me,
We'll go to the observatory,
How I'd love to see ya, how I'd love to see ya shine

Oh why can't you see?
You're like the man in the moon to me,
Born as one of a few,
You became the one in a million,
Like a star that's shooting through,
Now I look at your face in the blue.