The Final Arrears (Mull Historical Society)

I don’t know when to go out I don’t know when to stay in I don’t know how to belong I don’t know where to begin Reach out your hands Where it lies is where it lands take home The final arrears, it’s the final arrears Join all the hands take a photograph And smile before the final arrears It’s the final arrears and I’ve used all my tears I don’t know where they are now I don’t know who I could call Would they remember me now My family Reach out your hands Where it lies is where it lands take home The final arrears, it’s the final arrears Join all the hands take a photograph And smile before the final arrears It’s the final arrears and I’ve used all my tears I don’t know who I am now I don’t remember the fall All the gradual declines Have taken their toll Reach out your hands Where it lies is where it lands take home The final arrears, it’s the final arrears Join all the hands take a photograph And smile before the final arrears It’s the final arrears and I’ve used all my tears Hold onto the photographs Hold onto your friends Make hay with the memories They’re part of the pain I’m feeling now They’re part of the pain I’m feeling now They’re part of the pain I’m feeling now They’re part of the pain I’m feeling now Feeling now