King Creosote & Jon Hopkins
John Taylor's Month Away


I love to look out at the sea
From the swim park here at Dreambay beach

Today John Taylor starts his month away
On a boat 1-10 miles east of Aberdeen

A dozen men, thirty days with 24 hours in each
Of shattered boyhood dreams and not much sleep

I'd much rather be me.
For once I'd much rather be me.

At month at sea and then they'll surely sleep
With their hands still stuck on land
A month on land and they'll surely dream
Of girls they can afford but cannot have
And in a drunken haze
They're on the rolling wave
Once again I'd much rather be me
I'd rather be me
Once again I'd much rather be me

For once again I'd much rather be me