First Chance David Gray

Like a bird upon release
Through the atmosphere
Like a honking flock of geese
Winter drawing near
As the fabric comes unstitched
Hearts and minds and eyes bewitched
Standing watching for the smoke to clear

First chance I get I’m gone

Moses had his tablets yeah
Noah had his ark
All I got’s a haystack needle
Stabbing in the dark
Anguished cries and old footfalls
Permeate these paper walls
Need some action all you get is talk

First chance I get
I’m gone I’m outta here
First chance I get
I’m gone I’m outta here

Here’s one for the boys back home yeah
Here’s one for your spokes
A little taste of victory
To send back to your folks
Here’s one for the fireside
The grinning groom the blushing bride
Come and feast your eyes upon the hoax