The Adulthood Lie

A chapter missing from the book I know it should be there But no matter how I look I can't retrieve the memories of Records playing on the beach Dancing beneath the setting sun Pulsing rhythm lifting my heart to the sky I feel like someone in Ibiza As lasers bounce off passing clouds It's "all hail the DJ" Lanterns twinkle in the Balearic haze And bright-eyed girls and boys alive beneath the stars Enveloped by the music and the warmth of love is burning through In Ibiza In Ibiza Help me find that missing page Rekindle the memory Don't tell me to act my age Rekindle the fire in my heart I often wonder what I missed While playing the forties Generating lists of records, trains and books And all the while the world moved on I blinked and I missed it So if I had my time again I'd be in there like a shot In Ibiza In Ibiza Help me find that missing page Rekindle the memory Don't tell me to act my age Rekindle the fire in my heart In Ibiza In Ibiza Rekindle the memory Rekindle the fire in my heart Help me find that missing page Rekindle the memory Don't tell me to act my age Rekindle the fire in my heart I'd often wonder how it was that I could flick some switch That turned off possibilities when I thought I wanted everything How avenues of exploration could suddenly be closed When just the chance to see them was all I wanted here in my heart Here in my heart I make some feeble excuse up and piss away the day And lick my wounds and tell myself that "I'm an artist! You've got to suffer!" But on the dance floor they're waiting for the drop And I'm sat at home, saying, "That's not music!" But when I was young I fell in love With the strangest things to those who looked down from above But as I got older I let those dreams die Caught in the updraft of the adulthood lie The adulthood lie We're passing stars and galaxies and rushing through our lives In miracles of transportation, computation, communication But when I taste the sourness with which we greet this age It's hard to think that we're the guys with Thunderbirds Who wanted to be Virgil Tracy If not Captain Kirk We wanted so much future but now we want the past Remastered special editions of songs we sang when we were young We want them all on vinyl, we want them like they were 'Cause it was all much better than (apparently) When I was young I fell in love With the strangest things to those who looked down from above But as I got older I let those dreams die Caught in the updraft of the adulthood lie The adulthood lie When I was young I fell in love With the strangest things to those who looked down from above But as I got older I let those dreams die Caught in the updraft of the adulthood lie The adulthood lie There's still time There's still time There's still time There's still time There's still time There's still time There's still time There's still time There's still time In Ibiza In Ibiza Rekindle the memory Rekindle the fire in my heart In Ibiza In Ibiza