I don’t suppose you’re on your way
Could I convince you all to stay?
And you say
On and on and on it goes
But you can’t stay long
On and on and on it goes
And your faith is wrong
Come and sit across from me
Tell your tale, I’ll pour some tea
And you say
On and on and on it goes
But your faith is wrong
On and on
Hold on to the ordinary
Read my your obituary
Walk me through your cemetery
Maybe we all just float across a sea
Or maybe we’re all just stuck in a machine
I don’t know, I don’t care
It’s not like you’ve been there
On and on
A hope of gold a world of grey
I don’t propose you turn away
I won’t say
On and on and on it goes
That your faith is wrong
On and on
Hold on to the ordinary
Read my your obituary
Walk me through your cemetery
Maybe we all just float across a sea
Or maybe we’re all just stuck in a machine
I don’t know, I don’t care
It’s not like you’ve been there
On and on
The London band's new album is a vibrant postcard from southern Italy, boosted by brass, strings, and pizzica percussion from local players. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 14, 2024