Turnbull is Lost



Here I sit down in the heather
Wishing I was back together with you again
Playing games and laying traps
On the farmer and all his miserable cats

Then I look back to the hills
Knowing those experiences are far behind
Passing through the witch's realm
And her riches - I barely escaped with my mind

I am free, but now I'm lost
So alone - cold misery
Will I ever find my friend again?

Disassociated words and
Echoes of old feelings jumbled up inside
Who I am or what I was or
Why the things I used to know stopped making sense

I am free, but now I'm lost
So alone - cold misery
Will I ever find my friend again?

I'll just lie down in this glade
Remembering the chalk lines that I made with you
'Til I pick up and move on
And set down in brand new garden to play in

I am free, but now I'm lost
So alone - cold misery
Will I every find my friend again?

Songfacts: Turnbull is marching on looking for Screwt. The song also changes the narrative to the first person, so it makes you wonder who Turnbull, Screwt, and Syd actually are and where the garden could be?

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