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You don't always see it coming...

Lyrics

Just before the moonHad slipped below the mountainsideAir smelled of wisteriaNight blooming jasmine suicideI turned around and neverSaw this darkness drawing nearAnd I can't believe that you wouldReally go and leave me stranded here
In this cold gray cityThat no one ever leavesThe stories that you've heard are trueThe broken bits of me and youScattered on this clockwork yellow nightScattered on this clockwork yellow night
On a pilgrimageFrom lands that bear no nameThe desert draws a curtain'Round the echoes of our shameAll your confusionIs a symptom of a deeper fearAnd I can't believe that you wouldReally go and leave me stranded here
In this town called NowhereWhere nothing changesAfter all that we've been throughThe broken bits of me and youScattered on this clockwork yellow nightScattered on this clockwork yellow night
Who are weTo even try to findThe bullets buriedIn the darkness of our mindsI turned around and neverSaw this darkness drawing nearAnd I can't believe that you wouldReally go and leave me stranded here
Pause and think of meWhen southern breezes blowIf there are spiritsIn the restless wind you'll knowCancel our destinyAnd save it for another yearAnd I can't believe that you wouldReally go and leave me stranded here
In this cold gray cityThat no one ever leavesAfter all that we've been throughThe broken bits of me and youScattered on this clockwork yellow nightScattered on this clockwork yellow night