The Birth of the True

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I feel the magic that our time has traced Make a point of it in every place But every place deserves a curse or two For making me so far away from you [Verse 2] I found some pictures of the world at war Couldn't suss what all the fuss was for I wear a picture of you wearing black And kissing me behind the butler's back [Pre-Chorus] Sometimes I get down But it's not you that gets me down It's just that sense of the impossible Gratuitously handed down [Chorus] But oh no, not you Don't wipe your eyes over lies Just let them shine their blue On every whisper that welcomes The inconceivable and the birth of the true [Verse 3] I'd sack the world and make a second start Sack my head until I found my heart Sack the world and make a red parade To burn the banks down while the bugles played [Pre-Chorus] Sometimes I get down But it's not you that gets me down It's just that sense of the impossible Gratuitously handed down [Chorus] But oh no, not you Don't wipe your eyes over lies Just let them shine their blue On every whisper that welcomes The inconceivable and the birth of the true On every whisper that welcomes The unbelievable and the birth of the true On every whisper that welcomes The inconceivable and the birth of the true