Albums

10 - Dust

Write me a letter, write me a song
'Cause everything we had of substance has given up and gone
All our victories and failures, they're slowly gaining rust
And we daren't try to fix them, 'cause hidden in the dust

They're running round and chasing us down
And every second that we listen is another second drowned
All these little things, these little things
Little things are all that's left
Of the life we kept
And the rest of it is never to be found...

I've had enough of killing time
Give me a full 240 volts to kick the crust out of my mind
And the mountains in between us, we'll move them if we must
But we'd better not look inwards 'cause hidden in the dust

They're running round and chasing us down
And every second that we listen is another second drowned
All these little things, these little things
Little things are all that's left
Of the life we kept
And the rest of it is never to be found

[instrumental]

They're running round and chasing us down
And every second that we listen is another second drowned
All these little things, these little things
Little things...