Tara Blaise Great Escape
Monkey puzzle sad and free, Embarras yourself in front of me. And you said you were only seventeen, but you were old enough to claim you could feel.
All the colour fades to grey and the Wind's taken out of my sails. You have taken all you'll take. You've taken.
All the coolest of the cool, All the fairest of the fair, All the ribbons in the their hair Still belong to you, still belong to you. Oh the famous great escape, Oh the kiss to make her wake. All the magic I mistake Still belong to you, still belong to you.
I always said that I knew well encouraging The truth would force you to tell. Round and round dirty bars and carousels, Where are you taking us? Where will it end?
All the colour leaves my face and the Wind's taken out of my sails. You have taken all you'll take. You've taken.
All the coolest of the cool, All the fairest of the fair, All the grey that's in your hair Still belong to you, still belong to you. Oh the guilty great escape, Oh the kiss to make her break, All the risks you've had to take Still belong to you, still belong to you.
And who's going to come when the word gets around? And who's going to listen when you have been found out? Out? Out?
Out? Out? Out?
All the foolest of the fools, All the fakest of the fakes, All the grey that's in your hair Still belong to you, still belong to you. Oh the guilty great escape, Oh the kiss to make or break, All the pain that you have made,
It belongs to you, It belongs to you.
