Intro: G F#m G F#m G F#m G F#m G F#m Em A G A D Meet me on the wastelands - later this day G A D We'll sit and talk and hold hands maybe G A D For there's not much else to do G F#m G Em A In this drab and colourless place. G A D We'll sit amongst the rubber tyres G A D Amongst the discarded bric-a-brac - people have no use for G A D Em A Amongst the smouldering embers of yesterday. F# G A And when or if the sun shines G F#m Lighting our once beautiful features C# D We'll smile, but only for seconds G A For to be caught smiling's to acknowledge life G F#m A brave but useless show of compassion C# D E A And that is forbidden in this drab and colourless world. G A D Meet me on the wastelands - the ones behind G A D The old houses - the ones left standing pre-war - G A D The ones overshadowed by those monolith monstrosities - G F#m G E A Councils call homes G A D And there amongst the shit - the dirty linen G A D The holy Coca-Cola tins - the punctured footballs G A D the ragged dolls - the rusting bicycles G F#m We'll sit and probably hold hands. G F#m And watch the rain fall - watch it, watch it - G F#m Tumble and fall - tumble and falling - G F#m Like our lives - like our lives - Em A Just like our lives. G A D We'll talk about the old days G A D When the wasteland was release, when we could play G A D And think - without feeling guilty - meet me later G F#m But we'll have to hold hands. G F#m Tumble and fall - tumble and falling - G F#m Like our lives - like our lives - Em A A7 D Exactly like our lives.