Join the Dots
When the cloud clears
We'll sketch and scrawl,
Carve across the aching wall.
We're hazy, thick with fog -
It is, it was, what's done is done.
So sentimental, nostalgia we speak.
Trace back the stencil, this memory's weak.
So join the dots and colour it in,
Embellish with a wild imagination.
Funny how I don't recall it drenched in bliss.
Re-stack the bricks and build it again.
Swear it was a golden revelation!
Burry down the darkest part you won't admit.
So we rose tint .
Smooth over, sweep underneath,
Hidden in the name of peace.
The fact or the fiction, the story is tall,
And told with conviction.
Have we been here before?
So join the dots and colour it in,
Embellish with a wild imagination.
Funny how I don't recall it drenched in bliss.
Restack the bricks and build it again.
Swear it was a golden revelation!
Burry down the darkest part you won't admit.
So we rose tint .
And you're so sentimental,
Nostalgia we speak.
Trace back the stencil,
This memory's weak.
So join the dots and colour it in,
Embellish with a wild imagination.
Funny how I don't recall it drenched in bliss.
Stack the bricks and build it again.
Swear it was a golden revelation!
Burry down the darkest part you won't admit.
(Burry down the darkest part you won't admit)
So we rose tint.
We'll sketch and scrawl,
Carve across the aching wall.
We're hazy, thick with fog -
It is, it was, what's done is done.
So sentimental, nostalgia we speak.
Trace back the stencil, this memory's weak.
So join the dots and colour it in,
Embellish with a wild imagination.
Funny how I don't recall it drenched in bliss.
Re-stack the bricks and build it again.
Swear it was a golden revelation!
Burry down the darkest part you won't admit.
So we rose tint .
Smooth over, sweep underneath,
Hidden in the name of peace.
The fact or the fiction, the story is tall,
And told with conviction.
Have we been here before?
So join the dots and colour it in,
Embellish with a wild imagination.
Funny how I don't recall it drenched in bliss.
Restack the bricks and build it again.
Swear it was a golden revelation!
Burry down the darkest part you won't admit.
So we rose tint .
And you're so sentimental,
Nostalgia we speak.
Trace back the stencil,
This memory's weak.
So join the dots and colour it in,
Embellish with a wild imagination.
Funny how I don't recall it drenched in bliss.
Stack the bricks and build it again.
Swear it was a golden revelation!
Burry down the darkest part you won't admit.
(Burry down the darkest part you won't admit)
So we rose tint.
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Writer(s): Megan Henwood
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