Из альбома: Mark Hollis
So sold out
How dear you are
How on earth did you come to live as a clown
Close
Closed down
And here you are
Sun and then the shade
Sun eclipsed to shame
In youth you'd grown
Purest
Purest
Sail on
Cold
Burnt out
And fear you are
Gone
And now the shade
Sun eclipsed to shame