I have written enough
I've enough to sing
For a song of remembering Everything moves
Everyone's laughing
Moving through the city of pa**ing I've written enough
Enough for a while I've written enough
Enough for a while And everyone moves
Beyond the past
Everything moves
But outside these photographs
Everything die
The cycles of time
Everyone is
Pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing through I remember these streets
I remember these faces
No-one here ever ages Angels fronting machines
Crowding the streets
There must be some kind of factory where The angels are made
To just be replaced I've written enough
Enough for today And everyone moves
Beyond the past
Everything moves
But outside these photographs
Everything dies
The cycles of time
Everyone is
Pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing through And everyone moves
Beyond the past
Everything moves
But outside these photographs
Everything dies
The cycles of time
Everyone is
Pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing
Pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing through