They say
I lost a colourful array
In waves
Of shades of white and gold and grey
And grey
And now I can't last
I can't last
I can't last no
The cost of everything
The value of nothing
And I can't last
No more
They came
To save the empty man who went astray
But they'll stay
To see his head served on a paper tray
A paper tray
And now I can't watch
I can't watch
I can't watch no
The cost of everything
The value of nothing
And I can't last
No more
I'll take good news if it's coming
Good news if it's coming
I'll take good news if it's coming
I'll take anything as long as it's funny
I'll take anything that doesn't remind me
If the signal can carry the feeling
If the signal can carry the feeling
If the signal can carry the meaning
If the signal can carry the meaning
If the signal can carry the feeling