or
The Cure

I never thought that I would find myself
In bed amongst the stones
The columns are all men
Begging to crush me
No shapes sail on the dark deep lakes

And no flags wave me home
In the caves
All cats are gray
In the caves
The textures coat my skin
In the death cell
A single note
Rings on and on and on

Written by SMITH, ROBERT JAMES / TOLHURST, LAURENCE ANDREW / GALLUP, SIMON
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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