Strange Aftertaste

The smoke and scent had all broken in, the tyre tracks had left a trace
And all this new breathing space coming of age was a strange aftertaste
A strange aftertaste in the mouth

It left a strange aftertaste and for goodness sakes
You can't just blame one bit of straw when the camel's back breaks
Cos it's so seductive now to lose yourself somehow
It left a strange aftertaste, a strange aftertaste

I don't see sometimes, I don't notice sometimes
I see clearer sometimes in the morning sometimes
In the morning, in the morning, in the morning

I don't see sometimes, I don't notice sometimes
The beautiful, the beautiful