Flash

Sitting all alone inside the house

Wondering how it might have been if I’d gone out

Exploring possibilities within my rancid mind

Inventing strange scenarios that really cross the line

It’s dark and it’s howling 

And the local supermarket 

Is filled with disappointments 

But it’s gonna have to do

Staring at the clock with no idea

How the fucking hell did I get here

Sick on Easter chocolates

And cheery Christmas cheer

Summertime is coming round again

I think I’d better phone someone and try to make amends

For something that I haven’t done

Or something that I have

The seasons are all coming round too quickly now

It seems to me The Beach Boys told a lie

Summer isn’t endless it’s just endless looking back

You get your chance make a stand then it’s over in a flash