Lletres: Paul Weller. Back in The Fire.

Dreams schemes and everythings
Fill the dusty corners of your mind
As cars, boats and aeroplanes
Just remind you of a better time

As love's hopes and everyone's
And anyone worth a minute of your time
When unhampered by the agents
Of the governors of the faceless so opaque

As bare tree's and winter winds
Just confine you to a bitter place
A time you can't face
A peace in your mind

We should be playing in the sunshine
Happy to be part of everything
Not to handle the greedy handlers
Brought down and destroyed through their own ways

Oh, liars, liars, smoking on pipes
Dimwit fires, you just throw it on their way
And how's your father today
Was he caught in the rain ? Waiting on a bed

Putting up with the pain
Your three wishes expire
If you're back in the fire
Lock the genie in the shed and put a pistol to his head

Not handcuffed to some wanker who doesn't know me
And doesn't know that our lives are made
And all the efforts of the masses
And all the people who deserve a better fate

Than a time you can't trace
No peace in your mind
A time you can't face
And now you're back in the race
Your three wishes expired
And now you're back in the fire

See you just can't play
But not without a say
Always got to be the man
Always got to have the plan

It doesn't run that way
Into the ether you'll say
Your three wishes expired
And now you're back in the fire

Your three wishes expired
And now you're back in the fire