Welcome to Earth, Baby
Written in a cosy little pub in far north-west Sutherland, Scotland in 2002. I was hitch-hiking across the north-west and working in casual tourism jobs. I could not decide which way to go, so I spun a pen on a map 🤦🏻♀️ #BestTimesEver Lyrics © 2002. Song © 2025 Welcome to Earth Baby, its hell, but I have to laugh and smile, while my angel sings sweet things in my ear, and the devil dreams and screams, till I’m tearing at the seams and nothing seems right or too clear Lately I’ve been flying too fast and the colours don’t last, when they pass in a mind-altering haze but I’m having such fun searching for Sun I don’t care if it’s in a numbed daze Maybe it’s high where I fly until I trip, don't know why, watching the wild wind over crashing, grey seas as I’m born again into wide, sweeping free Best pour another pint, may be here for a while, stuck at the crossroads of choice, would be easy if I knew what I wanted to do, but my heart seems to have lost its voice I shut my eyes, pict...