I never thought it could come to this,
as you sit there crying,
hanging on with your fingertips
to something that's already dead.
Now we're into a game
and it's all a bit strange.
Once on a time we were sincere;
now, we're acting charades,
hiding behind cracked images
from other people's stages;
now, we're into a game,
and it's all a bit strange,
but familiar, too...
the rules never change; I know it, but do you?
I've seen it all before,
and this play no longer moves me,
but the closing of a door
is never easy.
1 | Pilgrims |
2 | Refugees |
3 | A Plague Of Lighthouse Keepers |
4 | Lost |
5 | House With No Door |
6 | Aerosol Grey Machine |
7 | My Room (Waiting For Wonderland) |
8 | Afterwards |
9 | The Undercover Man |
10 | Wondering |