I've seriously had enough of people talking about smoking weed non-stop, it really bugs me. I wrote this in anger at how the frenzied culture grabs everyone. The rythmn's kinda slow because of the effects of the drug, so it all comes togeth
I can hear you singing in that old dublin twang... making up the words as you go along. You're not gone but you're not here, you don't remember me, but even still. I love you.