Down the Line (I’m Fine)
I miss The Hague and the lake
The vibe of the summer was great
The MDMA and The Blaze
The memories covered of haze
The feelings that came with the taste
Of dinner when Jacqueline came
Now I can’t explain
I miss the road and the trains
The sofas that borrowed my friends
The strangers I never said Hi!
The smoke of a puff and the laugh
That partying in Berlin was tough
How fucking lucky I was
Now I can’t explain
Down the line Down the line
I’m tempted to go to the States
Shave my beard and escape
Be on the road at the wheel
Feel the wind on my hair
I’m tempted to hide from your call
Lose you and ruin it all
And to start again
Down the line (I’m fine)
