Give me a reason I should leave you, Delabole
Is it the comfort or the loneliness?
I’m scared it might be both
This town ain’t big enough for part of me
I like to say we’re near the ocean
But I’ve never been to sea
Road so narrow, ain’t no room for getting out
What she wanted, I never wanted to talk about
But autumn’s coming, this is no time for having doubts
While I’m left behind
Left alone in Delabole
Dad sees no metaphor, the smile back on his face
As he’s halfway up a ladder
Holding steady in one place
The hands that proudly paint ‘and son’ above the door
Broken, helped my mother down
To join the family in the ground the week before
Road so narrow, ain’t no room for getting out
What she wanted, I never wanted to talk about
But autumn’s coming, this is no time for having doubts
While I’m left behind
Left alone in Delabole
Are you Delabole’s boy?
Are you Delabole’s boy?
Left alone
Road so narrow, ain’t no room for getting out
What she wanted, I never wanted to talk about
But autumn’s coming, this is no time for having doubts
While I’m left behind
Left alone in Delabole
Left alone in Delabole
Left alone in Delabole
Left alone in Delabole
Left alone in Delabole