All Cats Are Grey
Lol Tolhurst, Robert Smith, Simon Gallup
I never thought that I would find myself
In bed amongst the stones
The columns are all men begging to crush me
No shapes sail on the dark deep lakes
And no flags wave me home
In the caves all cats are grey
In the caves the textures coat my skin
In the death cell a single note
Rings on and on and on
In the caves all cats are grey
In the caves the textures coat my skin
In the death cell a single note
Rings on and on and on
In the caves all cats are grey
In the caves the textures coat my skin
In the death cell a single note
Rings on and on and on
In the caves all cats are grey
In the caves the textures coat my skin
In the death cell a single note
Rings on and on and on