I Could Find Out

Another day and the world fades away
Onto a rocking horse
And all the others look the same day
I spun the rings around to feel it in its place
Tried to understand everything you do or say
And if I could find out
I'd find I never cared
Only yellow sunday, looks back when I stare

Your mind is grey and without repose
Into your dozen chambered
Like a kiss but from a strangers eyes

I spun the rings around to feel it in its place
Tried to understand everything you do or say and
And if I could find out
I found I'd never care
Only any Sunday, looks back when I stare

And if I could find out
I'd find I never cared
Only any Sunday, looks back when I stare

While jettison falls from your. skies
She knows
I'll pick your flowers and hold them tight
Eyes closed

Seven armies on the fatherly trail
Down the depths (?) and fumbled with hate
I'll follow down the feathered sailors' a'way
Carry you to die
Pacifier on the heavenly gates
Bombed by ministry, the dispatch of saints