my best friend s coat

Paul Weller

In the depths of despair
I took another drink
It soothed my mind
And helped me to think
Of all the places I ve never been

Down by the river
In soulless penury
Even the sky
Wouldn t look at me

I had no point
It had no reason

Into pockets I go
Of my best friend s coat
Looking for what
I don t know

In the depths of despair
I had another line
Nothing easy
Nothing fine
Rounds of circles all out of time

Spinning plates unresolved
In my best friend s coat
Bringing bad things
I know

So, I looked to the days
When I wasn t afraid
And I dreamed I was there
Once again