The echo of success 
In the beating of a heart 
Will tear your life apart, 
And your forgotten dreams, 
As futile as they seem, 
Gave you hope. 
Now that hope is not enough, 
All the people that you meet 
Are as hollow as they seem. 
Close your bright eyes, 
Close your bright eyes, 
Close your bright eyes. 
Delusions of grandeur, 
A divorce before marriage. 
An open wound 
Finds you here, 
Under slate grey skies, 
Under slate grey skies. 
Close your bright eyes, 
Close your bright eyes, 
Close your bright eyes. 
Close your bright eyes, 
Close your bright eyes, 
Close your bright eyes.