Holes In My Shoes - Stephen Duffy

The good old days that never were

Are what she reaches for

Carry on, carry on, forget about me

Her body sways, she doesn’t care

She pulls me to the floor

Carry on, carry on, forget about me

Holes in my shoes

Waiting in queues all day

You went with me

Holes in my shoes

Waiting in queues

The past that never was

The feathered brooms that brush away

The details that still hurt

Carry on, carry on, forget about me

The ransacked tombs of happy days

Leaves me with the dirt

Carry on, carry on, forget about me