Our Lifestyles Incandescent - Johnny Foreigner

I walked back as the storm fell slack

And the wind whispered your name

Mispronounced and vague but all the same

I’d leave my fate to the fading leaves

On the last trees of Sherwood Drive

They’ve been through more than I’ll ever endure

And they still survive

First we’ll be negging our others

Then we’ll be changing the colours

And they’ll be calling us lovers I know

Are we just sleeping together

Or if we’re starting to tether I’ll go

I can’t pull apart my thoughts

The ones you formed still stuck inside

Like insects, infested, stick stuck in mud

Wondering might frighten everyone now

Even the rustling of the leaves around

Can’t add to the sound

Of my constant improvements

Shadowed by your darkest cloud

(your darkest cloud)

We end up under the covers now

But couldn’t be (x3)

Further from each other now

Or could we be (x3)

More?

Just 'cos we don’t party like we used to

Don’t mean we’re not high

Just 'cos we don’t party like we used to

Doesn’t mean that we’re not alive