THE INVINCIBLES - Par Avion Band

That night on the dark stairway I thought of the heather
And our old TV screen
Though the Ashton-on-Mersey couldn't keep it together
Like the clubs that we loved
Like these places we've been

Walking through old Chinatown or down by the docks
Chilly walks by the pier
Happy times at the quay
Your mother is Bristol and me with my clock
While we looked to the future and what's never to be

It doesn't really matter what you say
We're gonna' feel it anyway
And not invincible again
See it through to the end
And you know I can, and you know I can
Let this be my portent

When I got back home I had to read it in a letter
You'd gone to Mable's K.O.
So I combed my hair
And then I got my bags together
For a long trip to Spain
By the way of Merlot
Alone in the train with my brain turned up high
Trying-to-drown-out-the-sound of the things that we'd said
Suicide has never been my personal style
With this goat mountainside I'm really better off dead

I say it doesn't matter what you say
We're gonna' feel it anyway
And not invincible again
See it through to the end
And you know I can, and you know I can
Let this be my portent

Walking through the streets of Cordoba and I'm thinking
That this is really okay
You with Casanova but I've still got my drinking
But all this life's in my way
In the end it's simple, shed a tear and I'm tender
Or flex this muscle, I'm strong
Fill me up, I'll even take return it to sender
When all my hope is gone