When the World Is Running Down, You Make the Best of What's Still Around Lyrics

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Cover art for When the World Is Running Down, You Make the Best of What's Still Around lyrics by Police, The

Seasons of flame Seasons of shadow With the slow snow, the lepers come down Suddenly Love—the peer of terror With unseen hand, arrests the fire Puts right the sun Reconstructs the loved one Nothing foretold an existence of such strength Snow is falling from the mouth of this cannon There was hell in our heads At the same time—spring’s at our fingertips The earth’s in love The grasses exuberant The constellation of the lonely one is stretched taut (With me—lightning lasts …) One cannot begin …! How we resemble you! She guesses … The heart Shared by us during what is improperly called a fine storm Sinks several times