I've come over all Paul the Apostle This old life's impossible Can't quite stand the sight Of Edinburgh castle Can't quite finish a beer Highs much like the lows Looking up Caravaggio And mythological Hymalayan hollows Try hard, you can go Go Go If it's Damascus I'm en route to I might as well bring you See, we live on a crag Scope the land out the back I keep a kilner jar With a hyacinth growing in it I use it like a vase Beside an old suitcase from 1910 Plans to re-tailor its insides Have moved to London What blooms in June? New Rhododendrons Rhododendrons Now take it as a signal See it as a symbol I'm keeping these things alive It's all too much for me to handle Need help with my angles I hope you brought Your Theodolite Keep my effects in a silo A little model I've had since I was little Used to hold of kinds Of beautiful animals And I still think of them When I'm reminded of them How I used to hold onto them Sun and snow Remember holding them close Close How I held them so close If you lose track Of what you've loved in the past There's no going back Lost amongst the bric-a-brac If you lose track Of what you've loved in the past There's no going back