make the most of being lost in what time we’re allowed
So come on darling stay with me / Let’s cut through the crowd / Make the most of being lost / In what time we’re allowed (Marah)
So come on darling stay with me / Let’s cut through the crowd / Make the most of being lost / In what time we’re allowed (Marah)
And I’ll walk along the end ‘till I wander home again / Out beneath the rumble I go stumblin‘ down the Northside wind (Marah)