The Shape Of Things That Never Came

well now the battle can sleep in the golden mangroves

the fruit bats are sucking on the mingers

and the end will come

but the end will come slow

we'll take our tea and our coffee coloured clothes

there will be no screenplay in our heads

no you can't go home again

and there are no more lines to be read

it's time, time to begin, little darling

I go to the cathedral on christmas

yeah the candles and the gilded robes

all the girls with chilly ??? red from kisses

the insense smells a thousand years old.

a magazine party in the old tin yard

a girl had a seizure there

she was putting on her make up in the club car

there's make up everywhere.

ya little princess

well there's a look in your eyes

when all your lines go slack

I know you had to train but you took a cab back

go!

well now we tried to be strong and carry on

but somehow the party seemed doomed

there was a girl on the floor with her heartbeat gone

and death so kills the room.

we tried to be strong and carry on

we throw our heads back and howl

but the water was warm

and the currents were strong

and it's time to throw in the towel

little darling.

tonight's never been apart

shining like a city

here inside of your heart

I will try living on my own

we will grow old

take our tea

and our coffee coloured clothes.