Clouded by colour, abandoned in truth It seems that I like to fall back into you A memory of better days, a moment in bloom So fragile broken, magnificent youth No I won’t back down from you We were never meant to lose Protective and stubborn, the warmth of a crowd Days without you are days living in hell I hear your voice in everything, a blanket of sound The fire in you could burn whole cities down I can feel you in the ground I can see you in the clouds Clouded by colour, abandoned in truth It seems that I like to fall back into you