A fire
Running low on things to burn away
My mark
Like a stolen car's scratched plate
My part is played

It'll come and shake you
But this too will break your concrete heart
I will never hate you
You turn the wheels on stolen cars

A siren
It's harmonising with your voice
And I've been
Arguing for my brain to make a choice
It's all just noise

It'll come and shake you
This too will break your concrete heart
I will never hate you
You turn the wheels on stolen cars
Cars

Am I too late to come inside?
Because this rain has drowned my pride
Well, maybе it's you
This moment of blue
And therе's flowers just down the stream
I wish you'd see what I mean
Well, maybe you do
Yeah, maybe you do
Yeah

(This moment of blue)
(And there's flowers just down the stream)
(I wish you'd see what I mean)
(Oh, you)