Lydon

Coming out of nowhere and you're still out of town Contemplating [?] but you're put out of [?] Index finger broken so you put it on ice Dormant for it, take it but you're blooming tonight It's gonna pull the shock on your efforts But it'll settle in as it learns Heavy head full of unfinished starts Half remembered when waking up Press the palms of her hands in to crestfallen eyes For a moment everything was conceptualised You won't let him know it but you still act surprised Time passes so slowly until one day it flies Patiеntly awaiting me a world of excess Slowly whilе we navigate it turn out the lights (Black)