I'm going to Jess and Mary's
And I think they'll see me right
Tightly wrapped in cellophane
To get me through the night
Your dad's old car is rattling
Down this never ending road
The caravan is waiting
With a certain orange glow
Somewhere from the darkness
As we stumbled down the tɾack
I ɾecognise some faces
From the old Cult Maniax
They stood around the fire
Jacobs ladder was [Am7]the place
I stepped onto [C7]the beach and [Bm]I
Moved slowly through the crowd
My senses they were heightening
As the music lite the bay
My pockets full of lightning
I was [Am7]soaking with delay
We all [Em]made our excuses
As we drove off up the coast
I guess you're feeling ɾestless
When you've seen some kind of ghost
There's an echo in the canyon
As the night becomes the day
And ɾudely I'm awoken
As my [A]shadow slips away
I looked into [C7]the mirror
To find I'm still intact
This is me forever now
And I'm never going back
