English Architecture - Teleman

When everyone’s gone, the quiet returns

Just passing through little hurricane

A melody comes, it plays and it’s gone

After the storm everything is still

And there’s no conversation

I’ll talk to myself if I have to

Another high street, another hotel

Language is wrong, walking off beat

And after all the pretty girls leave

Who will be here to amuse you so

You’ll never be quite sure when to stop

How many miles till the penny drops

You’re taking me back

Your east block flat

How will my heart ever get that

There’s nothing here

Just concrete shapes

I look to the left and I tell you

English architecture

Is far away

Maybe I’m waiting for a bell to ring

A symphony to play

Take my shoes away from me

And I will stay

Or I could just lie here and fantasise

I’m really somewhere else

Another town another high street

Language is wrong, walking off beat

And after all the pretty girls leave

Who will be here to amuse you so

When everyone’s gone, the quiet returns

Just passing through little hurricane

A melody comes, it plays and it’s gone

After the storm everything is still

And there’s no conversation

I’ll talk to myself if I have to

Now

And English architecture

Is far away

Maybe I’m waiting for a bell to ring

A symphony to play

Take my shoes away from me

And I will stay

Or I could just lie here and fantasise

That nothing’s gonna change