Alison Moyet - All Signs Of Life Lyrics
The skyline is fadingPlanets rearrangingFor one man collecting his distanceHis lungs are a bellowSuch a mechanical fellowHe's breathing in circles(All signs of life)On the rolling hillsLike the curve of a hip dippingOh, he can see her faceSo he picks up his paceDon't hurry hereAll signs of lifeAll signs of life, hereHis bodys a blisterScowling, solitary misterNo tail wind to borrowNo rest tomorrowHis lungs are a bellowDress him in sunflower yellowHe's breathing in circlesAnd he spits his painAnd he sucks in the air like etherAnd he breathes it againNow his chest is a mine explodingAnd the bitumen sticksLike the catch in his throatHe's going downAnd he sleeps in the dustOn a blanket she laid out for him, here