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)