Vision Of Heaven
Vision of heaven Walking up here On my own Telegenic Windswept day Desolate
Left my white Converse on the cold sand Threw my mobile phone into the sea I cannot be called or reached
Vision of heaven No-one around for miles
Cut the wires and the cables That run under the sea The walls are white, the rooms are cruel (?) In the house where I worry These days I just want to be alone These days I just want to be alone
I cannot remember The Lord's Prayer I cannot remember Oh but I don't care I cannot recall My best friend's face Blurs and outlines Eternal fall
Cut the wires…
Cut the wires…
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