This was the fourth song in the live set and nobody could think of a better name.
lyrics
Verse 1:
Got a brand new groove to ride on,
The sharks are on their way
You're tearing down the road we live on
But every dog has his day
Give me a dream in purple
A long lost airplane ride
Looking out across a sea of people
I can't see nowhere to hide
Chorus:
But we'll never get there
No matter how hard we try
My feet they ache from walking
Down the back roads of your life
Verse 2:
I can see the sun is setting
The silence knows no bounds
But there is something you're forgetting
You've got your head in the clouds
Final chorus:
But we'll never get there
No matter how hard we try
My feet they ache from walking
Down the back roads of your life
But I know we'll get there
And then we'll learn to fly
My mouth is aches from talking
You down from the sky
credits
from "Genre" Is French For "Narrow-minded",
released December 13, 2015
Lead vocals and lead guitar by James Foster
Bass and backing vocals by John McCaul
Rhythm guitar by Ronan Fitzgerald
Drums and percussion by Jon Kelway
Recorded by Nerve Centre at Hockley Street Studios, Birmingham, UK and Ronan's house.
Written by James Foster, John McCaul and Jon Kelway