I'll take a second of the day to think   About the things that we have done this year   The dog lies down, the pouring rain   I'm underneath the smokers railway arch again      The future's looking colorful it's the color of blood   Chaos and corruption of a happy soul   A happy soul will ride in the field   Ride in the field, ride in the field   Till the rain dies down      The railway ticket states the destination   But it doesn't mean that we will show   There's a fork upon the line   We'll pay the guard to switch the sign off      We go to future's looking wonderful   It's the wonder of the businessman's conspiracy   To sell you wares, no one cares, oh, you care I know   You care I know, you care I know I forgot for a while      On a sulky afternoon spent in dispute   You'll give yourself a headache, yeah   So I spend the day in stories and in dreaming   Of the time when we're on stage      Have you seen the loneliness of a middle distance runner   When he stops the race and looks around   I like the stage, I've seen it now, I'll walk to the station   Walk to the station, walk to the station won't you follow me?      Walk to the station   Walk to the station   Walk to the station   Won't you follow me?