Faint as my head hits the ground
and watch the colour of your clothes
Slowly fade to black
As this motion picture ends
Its sharpening to the senses
Through your eyes glorified in this last scene
In this last scene

Your ageing years make this town beautiful come summertime
Your ageing years make it so hard to prove you're right
Come this saturday night
Leaves your life in my hands
Because theres nothing they can do for you now
This saturday night leaves your life in my hands

I said it best with those words I kept from you. x2

Your ageing years make this town beautiful come summertime
Your ageing years make it so hard to prove you're right
Come this saturday night
Leaves your life in my hands
Because theres nothing they can do for you now
This saturday night leaves your life in my hands

Faint as my head hits the ground
and watch the colour of your clothes
Slowly fade to black
As this motion picture ends


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    General Commentthis song is amazing, very amazing.

    I love TMS
    brain_caseon December 10, 2005   Link
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    General Commentagreed, TMS are a class band. Not entirely sure of the meaning in this one though, its not as clear as in their other songs
    thedansteron February 26, 2007   Link

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