Vision of heaven, walking a pier on my own
Telegenic, windswept day, desolate
Left my white Converse on the cold sand
And threw my mobile phone into the sea
I cannot be called or reached
Vision of heaven, no one around for miles
Cut the wires and the cables that run under the sea
The walls are white, the rooms are cruel in the house where I worry
These days I just want to be alone
These days I just want to be alone
I cannot remember the Lord's prayer
I cannot remember, oh, but I don't care
I cannot recall my best friend's face
Blurs and outlines, eternal fall
Cut the wires and the cables that run under the sea
The walls are white, the rooms are cruel in the house where I worry
These days I just want to be alone
These days I just want to be alone
Cut the wires and the cables that run under the sea
The walls are white, the rooms are cruel in the house where I worry
These days I just want to be alone
These days I just want to be alone