His liver's being eaten His brother went to Eton I'm writing in iambic Mary Shelley romance plot was thick 1998 shots of the star, Shimmering his gold, glitter guitar Confetti in the air sticks to my arm He jumps into the crowd it's going down The siren's sounded, And the chase has begun You're going on without me It won't stop me from staying on the track, Even if you never turn back Walking down the street in a different era Following the feet of a serial killer Analyse the crimes of the deadly sinner We'll never know the culprit, it's a thriller Dim lights illuminating what is brewing Sitting in a bar with mother's ruin In the very place where she was last seen If she stayed, what would her life have been? Not long ago were these memories, I know But life ain't moving slow so I won't stop, I'll keep staying on my track Even if I long to go back Baking in the sweltering sun Sat on the hill, the rule of thumb Basking in the tournament's fun A Pimms in hand, summer's begun It's begun Oh, it's begun We're moving on My memory's blurred, but the feelings still remain And we've all stayed the same Since the last days before we left to go away I'll be waiting for the next day Oh, it's begun Moving on