Dull, dull grey, the colour of our times
Cool cool space that I still hope to find
Far beyond the veil

The sound of whispers and moans

Slow time bomb, the clamour of the street

I hear this town it never goes to sleep
And I will catch the taxi driver
Weeping like a wounded beast


Then I wake up in your room
Share one piece of your life

When tomorrow comes
We may not be here at all
Without your whispers and moans

Here you come to carry me home

Love that sound, time erase

Tension wheels, cool heels
Won't ya come on open the bid before too long


I wake up in your room
Share one piece of your life
I'd give anything to be a fly upon the wall

And hear your whispers and moans
I like to hear your whispers and moans
Here you come to carry me home


We are the mirrors of each other
In a lifetime of suspicion

Cleansed in a moment, a flash of recognition
You gave your life for it
Worth its weight in gold and growing empires

Art collectors and Alans sound investments
Will one day be forgotten, one day be forgotten
YEAH!