in pitch dark i go walking in your landscape
broken branches trip me as i speak
just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there
just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there

there's always a siren singing you to shipwreck (don't reach out, don't reach out..)
stay away from these rocks we'd be a walking disaster (don't reach out, don't reach out..)
just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there (there's someone on your shoulder..)
just coz you feel it doesn't mean it's there (there's someone on your shoulder..)
feel it

why so green


and lonely
heaven sent you


to me

we are accidents waiting
waiting to happen
we are accidents waiting
waiting to happen