Ocean Colour Scene
Get Away
Well I used to be a listener
There was nothing left to get
About what you are
And what you haven`t been yet
Some of them like to tell a story that is long and old
And couch it in indifference and the wine that they were sold
To get away
Well someone`s got to tell them that its not deserved
Rehearsed or written down
By playwrights over time
Just picking up on a nerve
And some of them got a difference
That they reserve for you
Well I like them all but I don`t trust any of them
Well shouldn`t you
Just get away
Well I used to think
My freedom was a lot of things I`d give
Demanding on my time
But I had so much time to give
And I used to think that everything
Was a knee in what you are
But finding out the truth that hurts
So I never went that far
No I`d always get away
Get away, away, away, away, away...
It comes down to the fact
That I`m now different from the past
Demanding all my ideals
Its just trying to make them last
And some of the things that you say
They`re ringing home so true
I hang my head out of the door
And I follow you
Yeah I follow you
And I get away
Get Away
Well I used to be a listener
There was nothing left to get
About what you are
And what you haven`t been yet
Some of them like to tell a story that is long and old
And couch it in indifference and the wine that they were sold
To get away
Well someone`s got to tell them that its not deserved
Rehearsed or written down
By playwrights over time
Just picking up on a nerve
And some of them got a difference
That they reserve for you
Well I like them all but I don`t trust any of them
Well shouldn`t you
Just get away
Well I used to think
My freedom was a lot of things I`d give
Demanding on my time
But I had so much time to give
And I used to think that everything
Was a knee in what you are
But finding out the truth that hurts
So I never went that far
No I`d always get away
Get away, away, away, away, away...
It comes down to the fact
That I`m now different from the past
Demanding all my ideals
Its just trying to make them last
And some of the things that you say
They`re ringing home so true
I hang my head out of the door
And I follow you
Yeah I follow you
And I get away