You have no interest in the past Where you came from Where you're going to There's a cliche in your eye File the edges down Soon be underground There
Stranded here on planet Earth It's not much but it could be worse Everything's free here, there's no crowds Winter lasted five long years No sun will
[Written by Steven Wilson] [Instrumental]
Dried up, a guitar upon my knee I should have sold out when the devil came for me I dig a hole and throw it out to sea And break the code, how happy I
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Lying through my teeth again I've been bad again, black lies Skirting round the truth again To escape the look in your eyes Cover up the facts again
[Instrumental]
I cross the city backwards There's a lot of soul to find A million ways to loose control I've got colourflow in mind I find a safer haven And get myself
Black the sky, weapons fly Lay them waste for your race Black the sky, weapons fly Lay them waste for your race Black the sky, weapons fly Lay them waste
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Inside the vehicle, the cold is extreme Smoke in my throat kicks me out of my dream I try to relax but it's warmer outside I fail to connect, it's a tragic
And something warm and soft just passed through here It took the precious things that I hold dearer It rifled through the gray and disappeared The creeping
Little retrograde Wonder where you are Another motorcade Under radar A boy in borrowed clothes Knows he is a girl Shards of light come down Stillness
We made the world believe we didn't care We gate crashed parties and just stood and stared We moved to London and stayed in all year Standing next to
A light snow is falling on London All sign of the living has gone The last train pulls into the station And no one gets off and no one gets on Don't
A body is washed up on a Norfolk beach He was a friend that I could not reach He thought I was cold but I understand But for the grace of God goes another