I often said my my problems with too much to say
Good things flow
The way to cover topics Scots forgot about
Life beams low

On short wave
On short wave
The only real memory I'll ever have

In unrealistic boyhoods we made no mistakes
In what we chose
The mosses green on slippery black rocks we would break
Far too close

To short wave
To short wave

I have survived the acid test to reach you
I'm never sightless to the outstretch of your arms
Wearing it's disguise in exiting the idols blight controlling
All encompassing cajoling

Wear our wings holdover
You have your rainbow waiting
On short wave
On short wave
The only real memory I'll ever have