Best of the Best of Times

When the world speaks
It rattles through me like an antique
Or maybe it rings like an old bell
Wishing us some kinda farewell
A weight in the window, a beacon
The batten down
End of the season
Lullaby blue
It is two doves
Shot in the heat of the summer
And truer than words
We’re a long way, long way
From the best of the best of times
There’s a broken clock tower out in the ocean
Holding me under the table
Tether me down like a cradle
Drowning me out
With an amen barrel ahead
And an auld lang syne
And everything’s fine
We’re a long way, long way
From the best of the best of times
A long way, long way
From the best of the best of times
And I wonder
Whether our days are unnumbered
If one is the same as another
Whether we mistook the colours
For the real thing
If we’ll ring out
Brimming and broken and somehow
Truer than blue
And then come to
Pulled from the wreck
In the day break
All equal and safe
We’re a long way, long way
From the best of the best of times
A long way, long way
From the best of the best of times