[Verse 1]
All the noise and the flash storm
And the razor is as nothing
Feel the celluloid drift
Of a dream where it lied
Like the bells, hear the strange ring
And the sky, static motion
Can't they see how we lived
So many colours that ran together
[Verse 2]
There's a peace in the winter
On the floodpath, by the trees
All the time, running backwards
[?] still, like a film
You and me, we believed it
If you live it you become it
It's a shame the good-hearted
Cannot guide what we started
[Chorus]
Cut it out
You're all the keys in my hand
Set it down
Where the hole in the ground used to be
And I promise
Next time things will be different
And I promise
Next time we will be golden
[Chorus]
Cut it out
You're all the keys in my hand
Set it down
Where the hole in the ground used to be
And I promise
Next time things will be different
And I promise
Next time we will be golden

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