Switching Off

Last of the men in hats hops off the coil And a final scene unfolds inside Deep in the rain of sparks behind his brow Is a part replayed from a perfect day Teaching her how to whistle like a boy Love's first blush Is this making sense? What am I trying to say? Early evening June This room and a radio play This I need to save I choose my final thoughts today Switching off with you All the clocks give in And the traffic fades And the insects like, like a neon choir The instant fizz Connection made And the curtains sigh In time With you You're the only sense the world has ever made Early evening June This room and radio play This I need to save I choose my final scene today Switching off Ran to ground, ran to ground But I came off, came off pretty well I came off pretty well Ran to ground, ran to ground for a while there But I came off pretty well But I came off pretty well Oh-oh Deep in the rain of sparks behind his brow, oh-oh You're the only sense the world has ever made This I need to save A simple trinket locked away I choose my final scene today Switching off with you