Dull, dull grey
   The colour of our times
   Cool, cool space
   That I still hope to find
   Far beyond the veil
   The sound of whispers and moans
  
   Slow, time bomb
   The clamour of the street
   I hear this town
   It never goes to sleep
   And I will catch the taxi driver
   Weeping like a wounded beast
  
   Then I wake up in your room
   To share one piece of your life
   When tomorrow comes we may not be here at all
   Without your whispers and moans
   'Cos here you come to carry me home
   Here you come to carry me home
  
   Love that sound
   Time erase
   Tension wheels
   Cool heels
   Won't ya come on open the bid 'fore too long
  
   Then I wake up in your room
   To share one piece of your life
   I'd give anything to be a fly upon the wall
   And hear your whispers and moans
   I'd like to hear your whispers and moans
   Here you come to carry me
  
   We are the mirrors
   Are the mirrors of each other in a lifetime of suspicion
   Cleansed in a moment of recognition
   You gave your life for it
   Worth it's weight in gold
   And growing empires and art collectors
   And Alans sound investments
   Will one day be forgotten
   One day be forgotten, yeah