Trust
The pretty thingsAway from an eye that sees theres nothing left to trust
Finding that their minds are grey
And theres no sorrow in the world thats left to trust
Sitting on top of a white cloud
Looking round for someone there to trust
Changing your mind as you go through time
You grasp at straws
There are written laws that say you must
With tired eyes you follow the man
That has in his hand a banner that says dust to dust
Finding that his minds gone wrong
And theres no sorrow in the world thats left to trust
Sitting on top of that white cloud
Looking round for someone there to trust
Youre changing your mind as you go
Through a time
You grasp at straws
But there are written laws that say you must
Going away in the morning
Youre seen walking
Were going away, away
Going away
As the sun was rising
Youre seen walking
Shes going away, away
Going away
Excuse me please as I wipe a tear
Away from an eye that sees theres nothing left to trust
Finding that their minds are grey
And theres no sorrow in the world thats left to trust
Sitting on top of that white cloud
Looking for someone there to trust
Changing your mind as you go through time
You grasp at straws
But there are written laws that say you must