Alive - Graeme James

Left the city for a lost romance

Left the city with blood on my hands

Falling like the leaves from the sycamore

Running like a thief through an open door

The country side looks pretty at night

Everything calm in the pale blue light

Awake to see the break of dawn

Been awake now for far too long

But I’m alive, I’m alive

But I’m alive, I’m alive

Screaming and a shouting at the top of my lungs

The fog in the paddock and a new born sun

Walking all night just to clear my mind

Cause twenty five years is a lot of time

But I’m alive, I’m alive

But I’m alive, I’m alive