Set In Stone

Listening to an out of time church bell Cut adrift on the endless post love swell Things were panning out like gold Heavy around my neck, beautiful Like the last feeling Like the last feeling Listening to a friend in Camberwell Cut adrift on the endless post love swell Things were panning out like gold Heavy around my neck, beautiful Like the last feeling Like the last feeling You’re the lost meaning You’re the last feeling I don’t wanna know, I gotta go I don’t wanna know, it’s set in stone Like the last feeling Or the last feeling Or the last feeling You’re the last feeling