Bad Old World

Dear Justin, I know it's been a long time

Remember all those nights we spent sitting up talking in your front room

About leaving this worn out world and starting again far away in a better place

Well that's where I am now - but still thinking about you

Ch: I'm never going back there

I'm never going back to the bad old world

I was travelling with Laurel way up on the north coast

She's got family living up here in a nearby town

We found a piece of land that looks out towards

the north sea islands across the bay

And the sun is shining on the water today as I look out of our front door

Ch: I'm never going back there

I'm never going back to the bad old world

Are you still scared of the future? Well, that doesn't surprise me

You could come up and stay here a while, back off from the killing wheel

I used to think it was me who'd somehow sold out

or given in on some almighty cause,

But what difference would it make? It feels good to be out here.

Ch: I'm never going back there

I'm never going back to the bad old world