The warmth that drives my beating heart
Might just bleed away into the darkest day
The storm-front sucking breath from the naked land
Forebodes eternal flood, cold creeps through my blood
I resist even though
Ice crystals spread like needle glass
Through the Gormenghast
Through the Gormenghast
So will you have the last word
Won't I fall on my sword?
Tie me to the trunk of the Manchineel tree
Let it be let it be let it be
Why won't the past just go away
Why won't the past evaporate
Why won't the past let go and lie
Why won't the past just curl up and die
You can check out my life
it's just 'under construction'
A small-print apology
For continued disruption
What's gone is gone
what's done is done
And I am turning sunwards
I am turning sunwards
What's gone is gone
what's done is done
And I am turning sunwards
I am turning sunwards
And the light is in my eyes
I don't care if I go blind
Cos I can't see the future
Cos I can't see the future
But I'm sure it's gonna work out fine
And even if it doesn't
It's mine it's mine it's mine
It's mine it's mine it's mine
What's gone is gone
what's done is done
And I am turning sunwards
I am turning sunwards
I am turning sunwards
I am turning sunwards
I am turning sunwards
