Oh, when it's Summer and the skies are glass. When it's summer and the skies are glass
I just have to make the evenings last, they're always flying past
Oh, when it's raining and the skies are black. When it's raining and the skies are black
I just have to hear the thunder roll, let's hear the lightning crack
With fading powers we sit for hours by a television screen
With funny cigarettes and talk for hours of the places that we've seen
Oh, brother can you hear my voice? Brother can you hear my voice?
Every second that you cling to life you have to feel alive
Well it's an easy thing to sell your skin. It's an easy thing to sell your skin
With the devil banging on the door, you always let him in
With fading powers we dream of hours that'll never come again
Old defenders are themselves defenceless when the mad attack the sane
What can you do when you see no future in front of you?
Food for the few, so many it seems stand in front of you
I see my face reflected there in a sweating brow
You hate what you see, but what can be done when there's no way out? No way out
Now, brother can you hear my voice? Brother can you hear my voice?
Every second that you cling to life you have to feel alive
And now it's Summer and the skies are glass. When it's Summer and the skies are glass
I just have to make the evenings last, they're always flashing past
So there we cower, we sit for hours by a television screen
With funny cigarettes and talk for hours of the places that we've seen
But when you sleep. But when you sleep
Where do you go? Where do you go?
But when you sleep. But when you sleep
Where do you go? Where do you go?
I don't know. I don't know
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