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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