Call my name Through the cream And I'll hear you Scream again
Black hole sun Won't youe
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun Won't youe Won't youe
Stuttering
Cold and damp
Steal the warm wind Tired friend
Times are gone For honest men And sometimes Far too long For snakes In my shoes A walking sleep And my youth I pray to keep Heaven send Hell away No one sings Like you Anymore