Classix Nouveaux - Never never comes

Beer would cascade down our throats as the Clash, Tears for Fears, the Cure, the Bunnymen and the Smiths merely articulated our life philosophies. We slouched against car bumpers, drawing long drags on Winstons or were laid out on the Corinthian pavement like picnic rugs as the party crowd weaved through itself.

We relished our outsider persona. The middle finger was perpetually directed at everything and everyone.

XB were the two relevant letters in the airwaves. This tune would come on and give us pause.

We would fall silent and an inner voice would lead us to a chamber within, not often visited but definitely recognized and kept away from the outside world. We always did need a reminder every now and then.

This was an anthem. Rampaging memories just tore the levee apart.

Imagery
We never come to see is blind
Far outside
The covers we hide behind
Daylight
Turning into deep night
Insight
Forever you know
Never never comes
Somewhere far
We used to be we are and proud
Visions we can
Never come to see are loud
Daylight
Turning into deep night
Insight
Forever you know
Never never comes