Из альбома: In Conflict
Never was a prize at the bottom of a bottle
Though I've looked more often than I would admit
Never was a prize at the bottom of a bottle
There is only a bridle and a bit
Andromeda I hold your hand
Spin round and collide with me
Andromeda make us one again
Twenty minutes in, I am no longer beginning
And I haven't lost the feeling but I've lost the game
'Cause all I really wanted was a head upon my shoulder
For a head upon my shoulder, should've had a son
Andromeda I hold your hand
Gonna run this body into the ground
Andromeda make us one again
Twenty years ago, on the back of a night out
We are boys, we are standing, shouting on the hood:
I want everything, I want everything to fail
I want all things to fail at once, all fail at once
Andromeda I hold your hand
Run this body into the ground
Andromeda make us one again