Anthony Reynolds - ...Of Lights lyrics

Dirty is in her Lovers arms It is London in the Morning Behind them the Skyline Burning The riots meaning nothing Behind in the rent On this, the Eve of the revolution "What if we k**ed our clothes and learned To fall without Landing?" In a cafe over coffee He remembers Rachael And how her wrists were like China While in some Warehouse off the river A daughter is raped to Canon in D Minor "and all this horror... but what if the world wasn't Ending?" Do, Do, Do, Do, Do Do Do Do Do Do... "Yeah I was trapped by the vastness of my dreams..." And in every Friday night high street Drink till youre sick, eat till you're full "Cos honey, Baby, sugar... it's a fallen World" These are Beautiful stories for ugly children "and I couldn't Wait for each song to end so that the next would begin" "the Lonely Millionaire in his private karaoke Bar" "and as Joe lay Dying, kids across the hall were playin' somewhere there was A Party Goin on......"