Alienation

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Alienation - Morning Parade

Our secrets you hid so well

A time capsule the future will not find

And in the belly of a catacomb

A fuselage the future will not hide

Swallowed by his pride

It's like a mobile phone that can't phone home

It's an endless ringing and it's a silent drone

It's a passenger a messenger

A hectic and hysterical inside

They throw away our nation's pride

And caution to the wind

Like bank notes in the bin

Like bank notes in the bin

So make angels in the snow love a little more

Live with no regrets for everything you do

Because although the lights are on

There is no one home

And everything you are everything you were

Everything you've been's not everything you'll be

You tell me I'm a grain of sand in an hour glass

So throw me a land line

This is more like a land mine;

Just one crossed wire

You'll blow the floor beneath our feet

And the houses of the million civilians

Pre-packed with indifference inside

They throw away our nation's pride

And caution to the wind

Like bank notes in the bin

Like bank notes in the bin

So make angels in the snow love a little more

Live with no regrets for everything you do

Because although the lights are on

There is no one home

And everything you are everything you were

Everything you've been's not everything you'll be

We're really all the stars that burst in the universe

Of our alienation

Well we're such a long way from home

Let's dance in this universe unknown

So make angels in the snow love a little more

Live with no regrets for everything you do

Because although the lights are on

There is no one home

And everything you are everything you were

Everything you've been's not everything you'll be

We're really all the stars that burst in the universe

Of our alienation

Of our alienation

So make angels in the snow love a little more

Live with no regrets for everything you do

Because although the lights are on

There is no one home

And everything you are everything you were

Everything you've been's not everything you'll be

We're really all the stars that burst in the universe

Of our alienation