Из альбома: 7 Worlds Collide (Live at the St. James)

There's a light overhead, overhead
In the sky overhead, overhead
And I'm with you now in body and music and mind

And we're silent and still

Everything's so out of control tonight
In a plane that's flying past
At a speed that makes me cry
Have you left me now
To trouble that won't let me lie
I'm awake all the time
You know where I stand
Holding my plastic gun

So turn and run
You cold killers of innocence
Against us there's no defence
Your flash and your wickedness
You can't break our love

Tie my hands behind my back
Put a gag on top of my mouth
But I won't give you up
Till silverware's covered in dust
And my shoes fall apart
And the tumbleweed runs
Over my desert heart,

So turn and run
You cold killers of innocence
Against us there's no defence
Your flash and your wickedness
Will surely bring you down again
Somehow we must stay afloat
Won't give in to the undertow
Something's you will never know
You can't break our love
You can pull us down
But you can't break our love

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