Marillion - Pa**ing Strangers lyrics

Strung out below a necklace of carnival lights Cold moan, held on the crest of the night I'm too tired to fight. So now we're pa**ing strangers, at single tables Still trying to get over Still trying to write love songs for pa**ing strangers All those pa**ing strangers And the twinkling lies, all those twinkling lies Sparkle with the wet ink on the paper