[ti:Trains to Brazil]
[ar:Guillemots]
[al:through the Windowpane]

[00:46.58]it's one o clock on a friday morning
[00:51.17]i'm trying to keep my back from the wall
[00:57.15]the prophets and their bombs have had another success
[01:02.44]and i'm wondering why we bother at all
[01:07.77]and i think of you on cold winter mornings, darling
[01:13.82]they remind me of when we were at school
[01:20.19]nothing really mattered when you called at my name
[01:25.14]in fact nothing really mattered at all
[01:30.30]and i'm thinking about how long it will take them to blow us away
[01:39.62]but i won't get me down
[01:44.37]i'm just thankful to be facing a day
[01:50.65]'cause days don't get you far when you're gone
[02:16.68]it's five o clock on a friday morning
[02:20.30]one hundred telephones shake and ring
[02:26.58]one of them's from someone who knew you
[02:36.69]well i'll still think of you on cold winter mornings, darling
[02:46.09]they'll still remind me of when we were at school
[02:48.31]when they could never have persuaded me that lives like yours
[02:53.41]were in the hands of these erroneous fools
[02:58.39]and to those of you who moan your lives through one day to the next
[03:07.35]well let them take you next
[03:11.91]can't you live and be thankful you're here
[03:17.43]see it could be you tomorrow next year