A million to one
outsiders
nightblindess can't see
you're bright eyes or what
the time istwenty five past eternity
Here listening to the sirens
coming closer now further away
what we gonna do when the money runs out
I wish that there was something left to say
were going to find the eyes for a brighter day
I'm sick of all the same
old answers lost chances cold stones
propping mountains up on matchsticks
dragging baskets full of bones
and honey please don't stop your talking
cos theres a felling that won't leave me alone
What we gonna do when the money runs out
I wish there was something I could to say
how we going to find the eyes to see a brighter day
what we gonna do to when the money runs out
I wish there was something left to say
how we going to find the eyes to see a brighter day.
A brigher day..
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