calling distorting reach the ends for you put a hole right through talking we keep talking fill an empty space in this lonely frame as the image fades in to one today it all feels fine an a sense of freedom fills your mind can t think about tomorrow just breathe the air inside and bring on back that lonely smile can t think about tomorrow twisting constricted on the edge for you you know i d jump right through falling we keep stalling i can see the ground some place new to land as the image fades into one today it all feels fine a sense of freedom fills your mind can t think about tomorrow just breathe the air inside and bring on back that lonely smile can t think about tomorrow can t think about tomorrow  because you feel yourself fall apart again you hold your face inside your aching hands the angels just come flooding down again bring us back again yearning returning to this empty street as the city sleeps tearing despairing as the day comes in as the morning sings as the image fades into one today it all feels fine a sense of freedom fills your mind can t think about tomorrow just breathe the air inside and bring on back that lonely smile can t think about tomorrow today it all feels fine a sense of freedom fills your mind can t think about tomorrow can t think about tomorrow
['britpop', 'modern rock', 'pop rock', 'rock', 'welsh rock']