Then something warm and soft just passed through here
It took the precious things that I hold dearer
It rifled through the gray and disappeared
The creeping darkness makes the small hours clearer
Like a cancer scare in the dentist's chair
Suckin' in the air, wire across the stair
Kickin' down the door at your local store
With the world at war, voices through the floor
Unexpected news, wearing high heeled shoes
Blowing out the fuse, payin' all your dues
Deadwing lullaby like a fracture tied
It's a worthless lie to the public eye
I don't take waifs and strays back home with me
My bleeding heart does not extend to charity
Yes, I'd have to say I like my privacy
Did you know you're on closed circuit TV?
So smile at me
And a dream you had of your mum and dad
On a beach somewhere and the poison air
With the cancer threat in a cigarette
Deadwing lullaby, find a place to hide
And from the yellow windows of the last train
Afraid to touch someone, afraid to ask her for her name
And in the morning when I find I have lost you
[01:27.01]Then something warm and soft just passed through here
[01:39.16]It took the precious things that I hold dearer
[01:51.50]It rifled through the gray and disappeared
[02:03.32]The creeping darkness makes the small hours clearer
[02:14.14]Like a cancer scare in the dentist's chair
[02:16.95]Suckin' in the air, wire across the stair
[02:20.04]Kickin' down the door at your local store
[02:23.03]With the world at war, voices through the floor
[02:26.57]Unexpected news, wearing high heeled shoes
[02:29.20]Blowing out the fuse, payin' all your dues
[02:32.18]Deadwing lullaby like a fracture tied
[02:35.21]It's a worthless lie to the public eye
[02:40.17]I don't take waifs and strays back home with me
[02:52.06]My bleeding heart does not extend to charity
[03:53.35]Yes, I'd have to say I like my privacy
[04:05.91]Did you know you're on closed circuit TV?
[04:11.72]So smile at me
[04:17.59]And a dream you had of your mum and dad
[04:20.24]On a beach somewhere and the poison air
[04:23.05]With the cancer threat in a cigarette
[04:26.02]Deadwing lullaby, find a place to hide
[04:30.83]And from the yellow windows of the last train
[05:07.47]Afraid to touch someone, afraid to ask her for her name
[08:23.00]And in the morning when I find I have lost you