Just because something ended badly
doesn't mean that there wasn't any good
in the foreplay.

I walked through your home-town today.
If you knew this, I don't know if you would be angry.

(I do know that you would be annoyed I still say harbour, and not harbor
you would say once again, "You aren't in England anymore")

Even though you aren't in my life anymore,
you left me with a dream

that's so small
but so powerful.

I walked through your home-town today
and it is everything you said it was.

Just by the sights, the small town feel
I could smell the ocean air,
feel the breeze rushing through my hair
as I rode my bike on the winding Main Street.

Even though you aren't in my life anymore,
you left me with a dream

that's so small
but so powerful.

It was the dream to move away from my normal
to a small harbour town, and love their peacefully,
maybe as the town doctor...
but it doesn't matter how I get there.

Just as long as I do

Something has happened in the last few days.
I can't quite describe all that it is, all that it means

Some resolve has gone,
but so much knowledge has been gained.

A knowing that,
what I have to say isn't as important
as what other's around me need to say.
And that I'm not meant to talk so much as

to simply listen.

So those that see me,
when I don't talk much,
and when I do, speak at a much lower volume than usual.

It's because


I have nothing to say
that's worth listening to.