Из альбома: Lipstick Traces: A Secret History of Manic Street Preachers
Afraid of the sun
So afraid of the sky
Touch it and taste it
But don't reach too high
Bewildered by them
Then so uncomplicated
All these feelings
Not fully created
Just a kid amongst the Autumn leaves
A kid kicking around with no worries
Just a kid searching through the debris
Just a kid acting like I used to be
Just a kid acting like I used to be
Afraid of the sun
So afraid of the sky
Touch it and taste it
But don't reach too high
Hurting and yearning
And yet so carefree
Waking and dreaming
The world at my feet
Just a kid amongst the Autumn leaves
A kid kicking around with no worries
Just a kid searching through the debris
Just a kid acting like I used to be
Just a kid acting like I used to be
Just a kid amongst the Autumn leaves
A kid kicking around with no worries
Just a kid searching through the debris
Just a kid acting like I used to be
Just a kid acting like I used to be
Just a kid just a man and a boy
Just a moment that time will destroy