All the clouds are black

Mother is cried out

Someone else broke my fall

I don't remember

Internationally bastardised

Internationally tongue-tied

The truth is i'm not sorry

It's bigger than the both of us

A pillar of salt a box of want

You were pulled out of the embers

It was never my intention

All the clouds are black

Mother is cried out



Summertime has come and gone

All used up with wishful thinking

Get sussed out get cynical

In this world there are no second chances

 

You dont need to preach to me

Im a believer baby

You dont need to preach to me

Im a believer

If you want lies i can tell them

If you want lies i got 'em

All the pennies in the thames

Will not make it how it was



Summertime has come and gone

All used up with wishful thinking

Get sussed out get cynical

In this world there are no second chances



Crawling around on all fours

You got to curl yourself into a circle

I will tear myself apart

If you promise to paint me

As a work of art



As a work of art x4



Your my work of art x4



Oh wait she did x8 (fades) always new depths not oh wait she did