Eventually

Hello my love, a poorly morning

Ships be yawning in their moorings

Rain and wind and swirling sea

But the sun will come, eventually

I follow your lead through thick pine-needles

Far above the glass and steel

The trees will burn the birds will creep

And we will be discreet, eventually

And this is the life

Walking in our raincoats, (raincoats...)

Wandering up old Mount Victoria

Looking upon the ocean

Drawing pictures of a foamy sea

Where we will flee, eventually

And this is the life

Walking in our raincoats, (raincoats...)

And this is the life

Walking in our raincoats

In damp, cold flats with broken heaters

History chaps, old fact-repeaters

With coffee, scones, and scarves decree

What the world will be, eventually

With coffee, scones, and scarves decree

What the world will be eventually, eventually

Ooooo, ooooo

Ah, (ah) ah, (ah) ah, (ah)

Ah, (ah) ah, (ah) ah