Voices (UK) - Hourgla** lyrics

Broken hours enter twine Before words that can define The shape of empty space In shadows of nobel grace Alter shape to disguise Human form that we despise Sadness we swallow whole Is grief beyond control We are the s** people Fold your arms around the night Breathe my dear you're slipping Fall into the black of night Tears are falling into the rain LONDON speaks into the night Take my hand and slip away We are the s** people