We've come full circle Like a serpent coiling no end Just the same mad circus Wait For blood to blossom The saints and souless to mend Like we've all forgotten (again, again, again) Round again Coming round again
Colours in my head You You Colours in my head You You
If my heart's sinking Then we'll walk this waste land again In some dead bar drinking Used to be so simple my friend
Round again Coming round again Round again Coming round again
You These colours in my head You These colours in my head
You These colours in my head You These colours in my head
