Tekster: Christian Death. Catastrophe Ballet. As Evening Falls.

Here we are now
In this god awful state
Where there is nothing to say
Let's loose ourselves in a picture
Dressed for the occasion
Then lock it away, lock it away
Keep asking questions
There's bound to be answers
If anyone's left here
To answer at all
They said we were too weak
You said we were too strong
And I said: " I wish you were here
As evening falls around us.
We could use words like blind.
As evening falls around us."

Words spread too quickly

Like someone's reflection
In somebody's eyes
So save your kisses for some other sunday
I'm cold and the air's getting thin
Is this the distance,
that we've always hoped for
Or is this our cue?
We go on dancing
Until our hands fall through
The mirror on the wall
And I said: " I wish you were here
As evening falls around us.
We could use words like blind.
As evening falls around us."