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Thought I had a degree of resistance But look at me, seeking assistance A neutral voice to talk to A room to walk to in the city With a painting of a mother, pretty And another of a father in my eye line Forcing me to try to take stock To face up, wind back the clock Push down the fear Bring the summer ghosts near And when you look back you find you haven't travelled far You thought you'd changed until reminded who you are And every piece of you that you volunteer Just brings the summer ghosts near My folks were just people with their own shit And god knows there was enough of it Wrapped up in themselves Jazz on the shelves It's how you deal with it How not to make a meal of it I watch the dark come, then let it go I can be the Zen master, I know Though it's easier when you're shot of it As opposed to when there's really quite a lot of it Songtexte And when you look back you find you haven't travelled far You thought you'd changed until reminded who you are And every piece of you that you volunteer Just brings the summer ghosts near Just brings the summer ghosts near This is Spring Bank where I walked years ago Welcome to a world I used to know Now it's clearance sales Saturday hair and nails Loans and help with debt Flats over shops to let Up goes the Hilton On the corner of Ferensway The first for a long time It feels like yesterday Hard blows the easterly My grandad was born here Out on the Anlaby Road And when you look back you find you haven't travelled far You thought you'd changed until reminded who you are And every piece of you that you volunteer Just brings the summer ghosts near Brings the summer ghosts near Past the Land of the Green Ginger Through Hepworth's Arcade Past the Land of the Green Ginger Down Whitefriargate Aus Songtexte Mania