The Selfish Giant

Celebrate the passing drugs Put them on the back seat while They're coursing in your blood Cause there are monsters oh Walking down Argyle Street Where the evening colors go (it's true) I had a dream that you were leaving It's hard to be a lover when the TV's on And nothing is in your eyes I had a dream that you were leaving Where every atom falling in the universe Is passing through our minds Press yourself to me right now Push yourself deep down now To the dark hills I must go Where the shadows hide Waiting for the final call It's coming down the line I had a dream that you were leaving I had a dream that you were leaving