There’s a lot To be telling ya ‘Tis a long ol Road to recover Many stories I Now hardly remember But this fire started out Someplace much colder Back in the beginning Something that you said Burned a hole in me Looking back I see that Dissonance is always At the heart of me Now I’m lovesick For the thaw Back In Manchester Our ghosts are a’walking out If I’m sickness Then you’re the cure While here the frost is Killing the reverie