If time was asleep and the stars were awake
Would you still make that one fateful mistake?
All of the things I have seen in the past
Were nothing so special, were not meant to last
Wide-eyed and restless and duly prolonged
Chaque fois que la mort pleure je ris de ma tombe
Lost in a vision and found by the sea
Shameless devotion don’t mean much to me
Supper’s on the stove, darling
Please, let me down ’cause I’m lost in the sound I don’t know
I tried and I tried but I can’t get it right anymore
Shapeless convictions have found me and swept me away
Now that you’re gone I see no sense in having to stay