Wednesday, 2 January 2013

A Rush of Blood to the Head

The lights go out and I can't be saved 
Tides that I tried to swim against 
You brought me down upon my knees 
Oh I beg, I beg and plead singing
Come out of things unsaid 

Shoot an apple off my head 
And a
Trouble that can't be named 
A tiger's waiting to be tamed
Singing
You...are 

You...are
Confusion never stops 

Closing walls and ticking clocks 
Gonna
Come back and take you home 
I could not stop that you now know
Singing
Come out upon my seas 

Cursed missed opportunities 
Am I
A part of the cure? 
Or am I part of the disease?
Singing
You...are...

You...are...
You...are...
You...are...
You..are...

You...are
And nothing else compares 

And nothing else compares 
And nothing else compares
You...are...

You...are
Home, home where I wanted to go 

Home, home where I wanted to go 
Home, home where I wanted to go 
Home, home where I wanted to go

lincoln : Clock

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