I had a very bad dream The main actor in it was me My scream had lost its source Like a reservoir in a summer drought
Images remade themselves I explored internal galaxies The boys of summer had upped and gone Girls in their summer dress had gone
Here's what I discovered In my quest for ancient colour I used to make sense But now I am confused
I used to control But now I just feel used Here's what I discovered In my quest for ancient colour
Negative capability Ran straight through me My soul a suburban sinkhole A vast brutal urban sprawl
I had a very bad dream The main actor in it was me My scream had lost its source Like a reservoir in a summer drought
Here's what I discovered In my quest for ancient colour I used to make sense But now I am confused
I used to control But now I just feel used Here's what I discovered In my quest for ancient colour
Modern life was killed and crushed By a derelict digitised love My scream had lost its source Like a reservoir in a summer drought
Compositores: James Dean Bradfield (Manic Street Preachers) (PRS), Nicholas Allen Jones (Nick Wire) (PRS), Sean Anthony Moore (Sean Moore) (PRS)Editor: BMG Rights Management (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #36857552 em 09/Abr/2024