Picture House Raining Stones
(Browne/Maitland) Fade into day It's a marvel of opium grey I can't feel a thing My head's on a string Being led by the hand of a stranger Welcome to where ever else in the world that you are Slow motion kodachrome people are waving from cars Who do you think we are? I know something 'bout us that you don't know And I've found something out that I can't let show Now the lines have grown into skin and bone And it's raining stones But I can't feel them Two you and me When we walk into town we are three The cold city smiles I drift in denial Of the distance that's standing between us Biting the hands of the people who feed us with care Waking up shouting at someone when no-one is there It's not that I'm scared of myself (Chorus)
