The Adulthood Lie

[Part One - A Missed Opportunity in Ibiza]

A chapter missing from the book
(I know it should be there...)
But no matter how I look
I can't retrieve the memories of records playing on the beach
Dancing beneath the setting sun
Pulsing rhythm lifting my heart to the sky
I feel like someone in Ibiza

As lasers bounce off passing clouds
It's all hail the DJ
Lanterns twinkle in the balearic haze
And bright eyed girls and boys alive beneath the stars
Enveloped by the music and the warmth of love is burning through

In Ibiza

Help me find that missing page
Rekindle the memory
Don't tell me to act my age
Rekindle the fire in my heart

I often wonder what I missed
While playing the forties
Generating lists of records, trains and books
And all the while the world moved on
I blinked and I missed it
So if I had my time again I'd be in there like a shot

In Ibiza

[Part Two - Running Alongside The Mainstream or Directly Across It.]

[Instrumental]

[Part Three - How To Believe The Lie]

I'd often wonder how it was that I could flick some switch
That turned off possibilities when I thought I wanted everything
How avenues of exploration could suddenly be closed
When just the chance to see them was all I wanted here in my heart
Here in my heart

I make some feeble excuse up and piss away the day
And lick my wounds and tell myself that "I'm an artist You've got to suffer!"
But on the dance floor they're waiting for the drop
And I'm sat at home, saying "that's not music!"

But when I was young
I fell in love with the strangest things to those who looked down from above
But as I got older
I let those dreams die
Caught in the updraft of the adulthood lie

We're passing stars and galaxies and rushing through our lives
In miracles of transportation, computation, communication
But when I taste the sourness with which we greet this age
It's hard to think that we're the guys with Thunderbirds
(Who wanted to be Virgil Tracy if not Captain Kirk)

We wanted so much future but now we want the past
Remastered special editions of songs we sang when we were young
We want them all on vinyl
We want them like they were
'Cause it was all much better then (Apparently)

[Part Four - Kit-e-Kat And Taxidermist On Standby]

[Instrumental]

[Part Five - Repeated line Indicating That:]

There's still time

[Part Six - A Missed Opportunity In Ibiza (reprise)]

Rekindle the memory
Rekindle the fire in my heart

In Ibiza