in pitch dark i go walking in your landscape.
broken branches trip me as i speak.
just cos you feel it doesn't mean its there.
just cos you feel it doesn't mean its there.
there's always a siren singing you to shipwreck.
(dont reach out, dont reach out)
steer away from these rocks we'd be a walking disaster.
(dont reach out, dont reach out)
just cos you feel it doesn't mean its there.
(there's someone on your shoulder)
just cos you feel it doesn't mean its there.
(there's someone on your shoulder)
there there...
why so green and lonely, lonely and lonely..?
