Cold comfort
In the tenth week of July
I hear a summer storm approaching
Hear it every time you cry
Cold comfort
Offered like a prayer
Dancing on the tipping point
Out in the open air
No answer
Coming from above
The windfall prophets say
Say they'll walk across the flood
That's cold comfort
As Gomorrah turns to smoke
Just waiting in the punchline
Tryna get in on the joke
Wade into the water
As it washes over us
Hold me in your arms
And just breathe
Kiss me in the sunset
Of the Golden Age
Listen to my heartbeat
Let it be
Let it be
Cold comfort
From the castle on the hill
Champagne to mask the taste
Of every bitter pill
That's cold comfort
When nothing else is left
We'll be walking in the wasteland
Singing Every Little Step
Wade into the water
As it washes over us
Hold me in your arms
And just breathe
Kiss me in the sunset
Of the Golden Age
Listen to my heartbeat
Let it be
Let it be
Like a lifeboat in the waves
And I will hold your hand like a lifeboat in the waves
And I will hold your hand like a lifeboat in the waves
And they will find our bones in a lovers' last embrace