Bluesy rock?
A very late 'early period song it was loose in my songbook, a few incomplete lines and a couple of chords scribbled on the back of a piece of card torn from a Vesta curry pack. It may therefore have originated on holiday somewhere or even predate that, from fieldwork on the Isle of Wight. So this was a modern build on ancient foundations
Winters day passing by why so shy so sly
Look away to sky wonder why oh why
Driving down an icy road and I dont seem to see to far
Firmly but politely told thats no way to drive you car
Rolling fast breakneck speed wheres the need just greed
Saving time laying lines look for signs
Pass another bottle round but it dont seem to go too far
Funny how I suddenly found Im in no state to drive my car
Me I like to mix a little
fool around and sink a few
Funny how when youre feeling brittle
Everybody wants to break on you