Roll call Run to ride the empty air, the empty air Roll call Run to ride the empty air, the air, the empty air
I'm not digging deep tonight The street's alive with one man shows Should've stayed in Dutchman's place That's the last I trust my nose Unsurprising dashed advances Way too fucked to be flinging woo And a mountain high and fizzing with fantasy blue I try and find you
Roll call Run to ride the empty air, the empty air Roll call Run to ride the empty air, the air, the empty air
Circumnavigate the plaza Hermit crab then do the swerve Murder main and abdominal showman Find the romance they deserve Got a taxi laughing at me Follow me falling down the drain And the river keeps singing you're never sleeping again I've been trying to find you
When I'm lost at sea On the cresting white tops My cavalry With arms for forever Comes swooping me up Like a kid in a bath towel Smoothing my feathers With arms for forever
When I'm lost at sea On the cresting white tops My cavalry With arms for forever Comes swooping me up Like a kid in a bath towel Smoothing my feathers With arms for forever
(Roll call) (Run to ride the empty air, the empty air) (Roll call) (Run to ride the empty air, the air, the empty air)
When I'm lost at sea On the cresting white tops My cavalry With arms for forever Comes swooping me up Like a kid in a bath towel Smoothing my feathers With arms for forever (Roll call) (Run to ride the empty air, the empty air) (Roll call) (Run to ride the empty air, the air, the empty air)
When I'm lost at sea On the cresting white tops My cavalry With arms for forever Comes swooping me up Like a kid in a bath towel Smoothing my feathers With arms for forever
(Roll call) (Run to ride the empty air, the empty air) (Roll call) (Run to ride the empty air, the air, the empty air)
Composição: Craig Potter, Guy Garvey, Mark Potter, Pete Turner, Richard Jupp