Song 2: Road to Nowhere

 

I drank another strawberry wine,

And danced for hours with flailing arms.

The streets were made for running wild,

And lost or free, it all made sense.

 

The flames from which the house was built

Had licked and teased my teenage mind,

And burned me through with blistered towns:

The wreck I left, the wreck I was.

 

And in another club or pub

I drank another strawberry wine,

And fell in love, and fell apart,

And planned another shining start.

 

I didn’t know the words for life:

I took a guess and sang too loud.

 

Blackburn, Lancashire where I heard Road to Nowhere by Talking Heads