St Pancras

St Pancras, oh you call to me You show me things a man could never bring himself to see A thousand memories I cut my teeth, I grew up here I packed up my naivety I watched it disappear I am alive, my dear And oh You are the writing on the wall And oh You are the high before the fall And I Am just a soul lost in a sea of blue and grey And I am on my way I am on my way St Pancras in the summer gloom Nobody's ever shared with me the things I share with you Nostalgia in the room The times I learned to bite my tongue The times I had to catch on fast to try and be someone And the times I had to run And oh You are the writing on the wall And oh You are the high before the fall And I Am just a soul lost in a sea of blue and grey And I am on my way I am on my way St Pancras, oh you call to me You show me things a man could never bring himself to see I love you desperately And oh You are the writing on the wall And oh You are the high before the fall And I Am just a soul lost in a sea of blue and grey And I am on my way And oh You are the writing on the wall And oh You are the high before the fall And I Am just a soul lost in a sea of blue and grey And I am on my way I am on my way I am on my way I am on my way