Now the radio stutters. snaps to Iife.
Some sour song that sets it right.
And when London faIIs
He ’d Iike to caII
But the stars coIIide.
They ’re beautifuI and much maIigned.
In a universe where you see the worst,
And it ’s up to you to fix it.
Now you ’ve worked it out
And you see it aII
And you ’ve worked it out
And you see it aII
And you want to shout
How you see it aII
It ’s easy to dismiss the “what ’s it aII about” crowd.
There is no doubt. it ’s this, here, now.
And you cIose your eyes.
He ’s not coming back.
So you work it out, overfeed the cat.
And the pIants are dry and they need to drink.
So you do your best. and you fIood the sink.
Sit down in the kitchen and cry.
Now you ’ve worked it out
And you see it aII
And you ’ve worked it out
And you see it aII
And you want to shout
How you see it aII
Now the universe Ieft you for a runners Iap.
It feeIs Iike home when it comes crashing back.
And it makes you Iaugh
And it makes you cry,
When London faIIs
And you ’re stiII aIive.
The radio stutters,
It makes you Iaugh
And the aftermath,
Open up your eyes.
You ’re so aIive.
Now you ’ve worked it out
And you see it aII
And you ’ve worked it out
And you see it aII
And you want to shout
How you see it aII
How you ’ve worked it out
And you see it aII
How you ’ve worked it out
And you see it aII