Standard (EADGBE)

Theres no mistake, i smell that smell, its that time of year

again, i can taste the air

Clock goes back, railway track, something blocks the line

again, and the train runs late for the first time

A pebal beach, underneath, pier just been painted

red, where i heard the news for the first time

and all the friends lay down the flowers

sit on the banks and drink for hours

talk of the way they saw last

local boy in a photograph.

The verse repeats and then goes back into the second part of the intro.