I had one weeks beautiful holiday in the outskirts of Spain.
And broke my collarbone after less than 48 hours.
(It was still a bloody good week.)
Oh you laugh like I’ll be there to hold you always
I’m always here, always here.
Oh go far from this small town bar we know
Oh go, leave me with this bird and this song
Out here in the cold
Cause it’s just the bones you’re made of.