This is just life imitating art,
So you can call me a fucking mess
And tear out my heart.
But junk bond empires burst apart,
So you can bring out your dead,
And load them on a cart.
The last tree stands in a purifying tank,
Centre of Times Square.
In the remnants of the billboard screens,
A dead American dream.
Faint scream from the crossroads of the world,
As the sunset sinks behind
A hollowed-out skyline.
This is just life imitating art,
So you can call me a sorry mess
And pray for my sorry heart.
But junk bond futures are doomed to implode,
So you can bring out your dead and leave them for the carrion crows.
The last dove sealed in formaldehyde,
I’m old enough to remember how it was;
To swallow the acidic taste of my pride.
The cold wars, the grain stores,
The rain showers, the dust clouds,
The crowds bursting through the barricades.
This is just life.
This still life.
But don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying I’m any less to blame
Than him, than her;
Wide eyes, screaming into a void for an answer.
So it’s back into the sea, for the next hundred, million years,
‘Til the universe sees fit for us
To crawl back out again on our knees.
This is just life imitating art,
So shoot me in the head
Before it gets a chance to start.
Trade my future, carve it apart,
And you can drain out the blood,
Left in my beating heart.
credits
from Broadcast The Secret Verse,
released November 4, 2022
Chris Cleverley - Vocals, Electric Guitar, Piano, Synths, Programming
John Patrick Ellliot - Piano, Synths, Programming
Lukas Drinkwater - Bass
Rob Pemberton - Drums
Kathy Pilkinton - Vocals
Graham Coe - Cello
Engineered, produced and mixed by John Patrick Elliott
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