If I could hold the colour in my hand
I would be home, home again
and if I could break the bulb in your brain
then you would be a pure soul again
and if it isn’t worth it, then so be it.

Hold your head up high and walk on
no one knows the world you’ve touched
park the car behind the lot 
and love will come and greet you son
don’t look back or hearts of stone 
come crashing down come crashing down
arch your back son, float on by
high comes the flood and marks the end

Hold your head up high and walk on
no one knows that you’ve been touched

Cereal Killer

dUCK