Meg Birch - Clocks

Текст песни

The lights go out and I can't be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Have brought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead
Singing come out of things unsaid
Shoot an apple off my head
And a trouble that can't be named
A tiger's waiting to be tamed, singing—

You… are…
You… are…

Confusion that never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know
Singing come out upon my seas
Cursed missed opportunities
Am I a part of the cure?
Or am I part of the disease? Singing—

You… are…
You… are…
You… are…
You… are…
You… are…
You… are…

And nothing else compares
And nothing else compares
And nothing else compares

You… are…
You… are…

(Home) Home
Where I wanted to go
(Home) Home
Where I wanted to go
(Home) Home (You…)
Where I wanted to go (Are…)
(Home) Home (You…)
Where I wanted to go (Are…)