Splendid Isolation Lyrics - Singles - Dead To Me

He's thinking of the hungry rats 

Inside his stomach and he knows that 

Nothing ever changes anyway 

He can see himself there 

He knows that look, it's called despair 

His father taught him to wear it well 

So he put his ear to the door of his youth 

And he heard a groundswell of remorse now 

There's no splendid isolation 

For the abandoned generation 

It gets hard to maintain 

When the brightest of shells 

Weather and fade anyway 

Do what you can before it's too late 

Arms stretched, she's on her back 

Her hollow words ring from her past 

She's been running from that every day 

She can see herself there 

She knows that look, it's called despair 

Her mother taught her to wear it well 

She puts her ear to the door of her youth 

And she heard a groundswell of remorse now 

There's no splendid isolation 

For the abandoned generation 

It gets hard to maintain 

When the brightest of shells 

Weather and fade anyway 

Do what you can before it's too late 

I spent a lifetime searching with tired eyes 

I had the best intentions but they went away