A cigarette's been left in punishment, Pubs are packed and now it's much too late, I know I can't go through these fairly days. Burning fields all over make me see, yesterday will be tomorrows fears, I wish to be at home these fairly days. I always want to be high, as high as I can reach. Well too far, as far as I can go. Yes I know I'll be right, as right as I can be. I wish to be at home these fairly days.