I'm floating over strange land
It's a soulless, sequined, showbiz moon
I'm floating over strange land
And then stranger still, there's no balloonBut I'm getting higher
Wafted up by fame's fickle fire 'til theChalk hills and children
Anchor my feet
Chalk hills and children
Bringing me back to earth
Eternally and ever Ermine Street.
(Even I never know where I go when my eyes are closed)I'm skating over thin ice
Upon blunted blades of metal soft
I'm skating over thin ice
While some none such net holds me aloftBut I'm getting higher
Lifted up on lucks' circus wire 'til theChalk hills and children
Anchor my feet
Chalk hills and children
Bringing me back to earth
Eternally and ever Ermine StreetEven I never know where I go when my eyes are closed
Even I never spied that the scenes were posed
Even I never knew this is what I'd be
Even eyes never mean that you're sure to seeStill I'm getting higher
Rolling up on three empty tyres, 'til theChalk hills and children
Anchor my feet
Chalk hills and children
Bringing me back to earth
Eternally and ever Ermine StreetI'm soaring over hushed crowds
The reluctant cannonball it seems
I'm soaring over hushed crowds
I'm propelled up here by long dead dreamsStill I'm getting higher
Icarus regrets and retires puzzledChalk hills and children
Anchor my feet
Chalk hills and children
Oddly complete
(Even I never know where I go when my eyes are all closed)Here I go again