Lyrics

Sat at the lights while the change on the dashboard was shaking I thought of you, and the boy with his head on the table Everything is new, everything is new Well I know my digging And I know my singing too Well I knew the girl, before she was glazed Fired in time from the heat of the game She used to speak for herself (speak for herself) But now she speaks for the name Everything is new, everything is new Well I know my digging And I know my singing too The fruit in the window, it never decays It was built to last, it was bought to stay By a Bamford girl, from a different age Everything is new, everything is new Well I know my digging And I know my singing too