Bad Old World

Dear Justin, I know it's been a long time
 Remember all those nights we spent sitting up talking in your front room
 About leaving this worn out world and starting again far away in a better place
 Well that's where I am now - but still thinking about you
 Ch: I'm never going back there
 I'm never going back to the bad old world
 I was travelling with Laurel way up on the north coast
 She's got family living up here in a nearby town
 We found a piece of land that looks out towards
 the north sea islands across the bay
 And the sun is shining on the water today as I look out of our front door
 Ch: I'm never going back there
 I'm never going back to the bad old world
 Are you still scared of the future? Well, that doesn't surprise me
 You could come up and stay here a while, back off from the killing wheel
 I used to think it was me who'd somehow sold out
 or given in on some almighty cause,
 But what difference would it make? It feels good to be out here.
 Ch: I'm never going back there
 I'm never going back to the bad old world