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From chaos comes control
A wall around my soul
From chaos comes control
A mathematic code

It multiplies in me
A formula I see
And Michael is the mould

You talk of lady godiva
But all I see is a liar put on a man's show
I wanna be the driver
I wanna be a survivor like Grace Jones

You sit there nodding and smiling
Cos you don't know where contriving stops and she begins
just watch the escapees file in

Only you'll ever know
How hard I'm trying' o o o o o o oh
But I can't bear standing still
Cos my heart starts flying o o o oh

I'm a notion
You exist
I'm the ocean

There’s a place where only rain follows you round
Theres a world where only shame, follows you down
There’s a wind that blows you further, further in doubt

And the ghosts of all the people who are lost in hurricanes
That breaks me down
And all the souls who didn’t get across, the hurricanes
That breaks me down

I remember when we were skin and bone, tough and cruel
but bruises brown and fade away
trinkets in a coat pocket stolen from kids at school
burned a hole and fed a shame
Someone should have told you that you'd always have
a place to go
Oh, we thought you would have known
Someone should have told you that you'd never find

Wake up, James it's dark out
Stand your ground now,
use your will

Shape up, they knocked you spark out
every winter you fall still.

Always looking inward

Hey
Anybody know the way back
where I'm from?

Too much freedom has sent me numb
Ooh, try to kid yourself you knew it all along
but the right way becomes the
wrong one...

There's a light on in Union street,
burning holes with it's fire and heat,
well let it melt the skin from my feet,
it won't stop me walking home.

I am laden but strong enough,
for loving hard and fighting rough,
well knock me down and break my bones,

I see your pictures in windows round town
Your features fall from you like a sad Pierrot clown
what got inside you babe, who let you down
D'ya get what you went for, or is there still more to be found?
like you're proving the world's round

Will there be a return from this prodigal son
or is he consumed by the fight and the run

It depends on surface area
Whether you do, whether you don't
Climb a mountain, run a thousand miles
Grab on and hold, grab on and hold

It's a myth to behold, it's a fire in the cold
Grab on and hold, grab on and hold
It's a snake in the grass, it's a stop sign to pass

I walked a tightrope
without a care

The crowd took pictures
I walked the morning air
When I was falling
You held my hand

Time was you wore angel eyes
But I picked out those lies, the cries of a sinner
Disguises are thinner, when you’re closer

And time was we were synchronised
And I felt all those ties dissolve in the winter
Now I must begin again
To be frozen