Portishead Chase The Tear
looking out, looking in
nowhere, never been
round and round
what did then said
been afraid, felt the grain
opened doorways, full of shame
my own lies?
i resent it
went inside, the summer's is gone
holding of tomorrow's sorrows
pressing out, pressing in
loosing out, loosing been
again today,
...
benn a foul
chase the tear
never let go
now and there
it's over
it's over...
went inside, the summer's gone
holding of tomorrow's sorrows
so i won't any more
went inside, the summer's gone
holding of tomorrow's sorrows
so i won't any more
