Lyrics

Witching hour impatient, stamping down the stairs
A frosty little vagrant – in the winter air
Aah-
Impending doom contagion – feeble in despair.
When we hit the pavement, it don’t take much to tear things down.
Down.

FORTUNE FAVOURS ONLY THE BRAVEST
WE MADE IT UP THAT WAY. WE MADE IT UP THAT WAY.
EVEN THE HEART CAN GO BACK TO THE START
& DO IT ALL AGAIN -- & DO IT ALL AGAIN

Baby likes a favour. Baby dyes her hair.
Don’t you want to saver her from what isn’t there
Aah
Waiting for the daydream to crumble in my hand.
Sacrifice a baby for the promise-land
Aah. Aah