"Falling Down"

Bright eyes and dirty old visions
Of the new sentimental witches
Break it off
Hit the lense

High tides and lunatic asylums
It's my time so why don't you mind it?
Running free
Why you'll never see

I want you to analyse anarchy

I don't want to be paranoia
Offload what will destroy them

There are places we'll never be
There is anger we'll never set free
Just listen for the sound of the clown

Glued to the phone just to be normal
Several drinks so I can act formal
On the ground
Signal for a sound

Innovate what you desire
All hope is lost in the wires
Falling down
In a villain's town

I want you to be what you cannot be

New age storms and a fear for the others
A single sister, too many brothers

There are places we'll never be
There is anger we'll never set free
Just listen for the sound of the clown

David "Mr L" Laley (Written April 2008)