(A. Bell / V. Clarke). . I can see clearly now, as the crazy haste of night. turns to morning.. I lie in a dreamlike state,. and wonder if the fear will go away..
My eyes are closed and I've nothing more to say. But I was so willing to give it all away. . And what a show. I've loved you all I could. . When will I see you.
I don't suppose it's gonna do any good. If I sit down and write you a letter. You made it plain and I guess, I understood. There's no way that things can get better.
(a. bell / v. clarke). . Collecting conversation from the silence of the room.. Misguided information, telling lies will never do.. No better known occasion for improving the score..
Lying under sky. Laughing at everything I say. And pulls me under. There's no time to resist. . Lying on the floor. The tears are falling down and more.
Can't see the lights or the blue orange signs. Can't see the road or the long white lines. Feeling the ground through the pedals on the floor. Feeling death pounding at the door.