The Pure Conjecture - The Tumbler That Never Ran Out Lyrics
A week ended frost, I went looking for you but you hadn’t arrivedWell, you’d kind of arrived, but you weren’t awake yetDon’t act like you’re lost, we’re none of us angels - or we ain’t been thus farSo show up and smile like you’ve been here all alongIn amongst all the things that you have claimed that you believe inI really must say that my favourite one is the story aboutThe tumbler that never ran out