[01:13.798]It's a chilly English winter
[01:15.795]And solitude is never easy to maintain
[01:19.806]Except when it rains
[01:24.288]So I hang an empty smile beneath my empty eyes
[01:27.794]And go out for a walk
[01:31.294]The wet morning sun reflects off the paving-stones
[01:35.039]While a little dog barks its head off
[01:38.794]In the distance
[01:42.800]Oh, what a perfect day
[01:46.793]To think about myself
[01:50.046]My feet are firmly screwed to the floor
[01:54.293]What is there to fear from such a regular world?
[01:57.794]Oh, what a perfect day
[02:01.805]To think about myself
[02:05.039]My feet are firmly screwed to the floor
[02:08.789]What is there to fear from such a regular world?
[02:55.797]Passing by a cemetery
[02:57.301]I think of all the little hopes and dreams
[02:59.797]That lie lifeless and unfilled beneath the soil
[03:06.047]I see an old man fingering his perishing flesh
[03:09.548]He tells himself he was a good man and did good things
[03:13.801]Amused and confused by life's little ironies
[03:17.545]He swallows his bottle of distilled damnation
[03:36.298]People turn around with unseeing eyes
[03:39.556]They're looking for something that doesn't exist
[03:43.051]The world you once knew is being eaten up by rust
[03:46.550]No-one has time for the past, but still, in God they trust
[03:50.294]The future is now, but it's all going wrong
[03:53.795]Bodies good for nothing, but it's to nothing they belong
[03:57.795]People say their prayers and some work hard
[04:01.052]If you give them all your money, they'll give you their hearts
[04:06.550]This town ain't going like a ghost town
[04:11.299]It's going like hell....