No Fixed Address

🎧 Vela Music — UK / English:    • Vela Music — UK / English   No Fixed Address — Vela Music Listen. Feel. Nobody home. Streetlight flickers. Nobody moves. There’s a black cab crawling by the corner shop Driver keeps looking but he never stops Bloke in the doorway with his hands in his coat Says he knows my name but he gets it wrong Phone keeps buzzing in the pocket of my jeans Three missed calls from people I don’t need Mum said, “Son, you look tired again” I said, “Nah, I just don’t sleep much these days” Hah— There’s a camera over every little door Funny, I feel watched but invisible more Got twenty-seven quid and a train at six And a bad little habit of making things worse Don’t ask where I’ve been Don’t ask what I saw Everybody talks Till somebody talks I’ve got no fixed address No name on the bell One foot in heaven One foot in hell If you’re looking for me I’m somewhere between The last train home And a bad idea No fixed address No forwarding line You can knock all night But I’m not inside Hah— Hah— I’m not inside. Mate says, “Calm down, you’re making a scene” I said, “What scene? This is how I breathe” There’s a pint gone warm on a sticky bar And a stranger explaining who the good guys are Everyone’s righteous at quarter past two Everyone’s got something they swear is true Then the blue lights paint the pavement white And suddenly nobody remembers the night Hah— I keep receipts for things I regret Little paper proof that I’m not done yet Got a key in my hand but I’ve lost the door Been here before Been here before Don’t ask where I’m going I haven’t decided Whole city’s on fire But everyone’s quiet I’ve got no fixed address No name on the bell One foot in heaven One foot in hell If you’re looking for me I’m somewhere between The last train home And a bad idea No fixed address No forwarding line You can knock all night But I’m not inside You know what’s funny? Everybody wants the truth until the truth knows their postcode. Hah— Everybody wants a villain till he’s sitting at their table. Hah— Pass the salt. I saw my face in the window glass Couldn’t tell if I was coming or going past Bus rolled in and the doors went wide Could’ve got on Didn’t. Could’ve gone home Didn’t. Could’ve called you Nearly did. No fixed address No name on the bell One foot in heaven One foot— Well. If you’re looking for me Don’t waste your night I’m under the city Out of the light No fixed address No forwarding sign You can knock all night You can knock all night You can knock— Hah— Hah— Hah— Nobody home. ── Vela Music is an independent music project exploring different sounds, languages and stories. Music without borders. Subscribe for new releases, official visualizers and more. ℗ 2026 VELA SOLUTIONS LTD © 2026 VELA SOLUTIONS LTD Vela Music. All rights reserved. #VelaMusic #NoFixedAddress