While I powder my nose, he will powder his gums And if I try to get close, he is already gone I don’t know where he’s going, I don’t know where he’s been But he is restless at night, he has horrible dreams So we lay in the dark, cos we’ve got nothing to say Just the beating of hearts like two drums in the grey I don’t know what we’re doing, I don’t know what we’ve done But the fire is coming, so I think we should run I think we should run, run, run, run
While I powder my nose, he will powder his gums
And if I try to get close, he is already gone
I don’t know where he’s going,
I don’t know where he’s been
But he is restless at night, he has horrible dreams
So we lay in the dark, cos we’ve got nothing to say
Just the beating of hearts like two drums in the grey
I don’t know what we’re doing,
I don’t know what we’ve done
But the fire is coming, so I think we should run I think we should run, run, run, run
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