Where did you go
Across the sea
Sat on the beach
With the rusting machines
Where did you go
Across the sea
Sat on the beach
With the rusting machines
I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
An angel with its wings on fire
Become an angel with its wings on fire
I'm in the basement delivering the hours
With famous sticks we
Threw rocks at the sky
Old cities where they built things high
Got famous sticks we
Threw rocks at the sky
Old cities where they built things high
I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
They had a photograph All I wanted were
A Lousy Picture Of You Lovely pictures of you
Just suckers to my review All I have are lousy pictures of you
They had a photograph All I wanted were
A Lousy Picture Of You Lovely pictures of you
Just suckers to my review Oh, oh, oh, lousy pictures of you
They had a photograph All I wanted were
A lousy Picture Of You Lovely pictures of you
Just suckers to my review Oh, oh, oh, lousy pictures of you
They had a photograph All I wanted were pictures of you
A lousy Picture Of You All I have are lousy pictures of you
Just suckers to my review Oh, oh, oh, oh, lousy pictures of you
An angel with its wings on fire
Become an angel with its wings on fire
I'm in the basement delivering the hours
I'm in the basement just killing the hours