Start (B-side) - MEW

They are useless hangup cures,

All except that trick of yours.

No one to leave the light on,

To help you choose the right song.

I try to do right, but it’s wrong.

Nothing feels right with you gone.

Over hedges high,

Climbs a smiling spy.

Who now will shift your shoelace?

And wipe the crumbs off your face?

No one should get what you got,

Nothing should end where you start.