A Short Weekend Begins With Longing (The Leisure Society)

Fine for a while We were happy 'til it died Fate shook the reins From the hands of my accomplice Seven storey signs Written in a simple language Turned into stone All the people they had known Lost on their way Through a world of blank expression No one made a sign Everybody had their reasons So now another weekend Starts with that longing feeling I hope that you might feel it too Winding my way Through the plans I never made Don't step aside I was hoping you might help me Save me once again From this dreadful sinking feeling So now another weekend Starts with that longing feeling I hope that you might feel it too Feel it too