Betelgeuse - King Creosote

Fix the shortest month

Fix my magnetic north

Oh my bipolar crash, squeezed the arctic air out of my lungs

Drop off the key

For my boat has sailed to Bolivia

And I may not be back in one piece

Peace at last for me

Peace at last for me

It’s taken my favourite month

To realign the stars

Oh I have travelled far

To douse the astro fire within my heart

Drop off the radar screen

My ship has set course for the space in between Orion’s Belt and Betelgeuse

I may not be back

I may not be back

Believe me

Peace at last, please

For peace at last, a last minute plea

For peace at last, a last minute plea

For peace at last, a last minute plea

It took the shortest month

To fix my magnetic north

Oh my bipolar crash, you’ve squeezed the arctic air out of my lungs

Drop off the key

For my boat has sailed to Bolivia

And I may not be back in one piece

That’s peace at last, for me

Peace at last, for me.

Please

For peace at last, a last minute plea