Farmers Market

That was a good year, the one when we still believed Despite all evidence pointin' to the contrary I had nothin' I had nothin' to base this love upon Nothin' but a feelin' way down at the base of my spine That's got nothin' at all to do with my mind, no Just a feelin' Just a feelin' Now I stalk the labyrinth of my own myth Searchin' for clues with this fadin' glow stick But I've found nothin' No, I found nothin' to base my life upon Nothin' but this feelin' way down at the base of my spine That's got nothin' at all to do with my mind, no There was no coat-check, so we wore our dreams out on the dance floor We danced so hard, got so hot that they fused to us all We thought we were just jokin', tryin' dreams on for size We never realized we'd be stuck with them for the rest of our natural lives Summoned from the dark under the most extraordinary circumstances That's when I saw you, babe, in the car park of the Farmers Market Backlit by the sunset, or maybe the fires markin' the end of the world I stammered some pleasantries as I walked back to the car And then I thought, "Hold on Are these groceries really that important? More important than gettin' your number, and findin' out who you actually are?" Well, you made it easy on me, babe You smiled, and I could see that life had got to you too It was nothin' serious, just a flesh wound Still workin' on the dream And I said, "Hey babe, ain't it time we started livin'?" Ain't it time we started livin'? Ain't it time we started livin'? Ain't it time we started livin'? In a car park? But then the future broke through And I knew that I was right Ain't it time we started feelin'? Ain't it time we started feelin'? Ain't it time we started feelin'?