Felt (UK) - Scarlet Servants lyrics

If I wanted what was yours Then I would surely want what's mine You take it all the time and then Something blows up and my head's Full of ideas like a cloak of evil Or the message unclear like a Courtroom jester when the king says The waiters wait in heir rooms The chauffers dancing doom The waiters wait in their rooms The prophets forecast gloom And the stars are out tonight No one knows don't let them know And the sky is filled with light and then The night exploded yeah somethin's Happening here like a sky of thunder And a message unclear like a blown- Out candle when the daylight draws near