Martin Freeman

We lit the sky when we were younger wasting time
Said things get better when you're older, in your prime
Good times and spaceships up ahead, I'll make my good old days
But the future's coming and it's coming like a freight train

Those days are gone
Deadpan cut to the camera man
Like summertime still fleeting
A straight face like Martin Freeman

In the current or breeze
"Like Wild Light"
Leave me to stream
"Leave me to stream"
I'll keep my head in my own pillow, I don't need no company
Won't hang my head
"I won't hang my head"
Won't fall asleep
"I won't fall asleep"
Life in a dream, twilight in between
Whatever the difference is it don't make no difference to me

Those days are gone
With the money, best start believing
Even after you're gone
Grin and bear it like Martin Freeman

Whines and aches, a shimmy and a shake
You tell me that I'm washed out on the earth as I sit unaffected
You take the stand, like marrying/romancing
Not locked out after dark but all up in my head
I'm quiet 'cause I'm fine

Those days are gone
Deadpan cut to the camera man
Like summertime still fleeting
A straight face like Martin Freeman
Those days are gone
With the money, best start believing
Even after you're gone
A straight face like Martin Freeman