Of This Goodbye Lyrics - Singles - Cousteau

Love never listens 

Life don't have the time 

And it's some superstition 

Ambition's bitten junkie crimes 

What I'd rob from a stolen moment 

I'd sell for time 

Fare ye well, who could tell 

Of this goodbye 

Fare ye well, who could tell 

Of this goodbye 

Know there's a sentence 

That tenders every living jive 

As it blows ever present 

Through a skin's disguise 

But I'd know you in daylight 

The way I'd know you eyes 

Then my friend, till the end 

You were quite a sight 

Fare ye well, who could tell 

Of this goodbye 

Whether her shoulders 

Weather the wheeling stars? 

As they press ever gently 

Ever silver scars 

And they'll wind round your milky 

Arthstuff, 

They'll take you alive 

It's the deal, it's something real 

Into which we dive 

Fare ye well, who can tell 

Of this, 

Goodbye